‘I need to go back to gardening,’ said Ned. ‘Or I’ll go mad. But there’s only local council stuff round here, and I’m not that keen t’ pick used syringes out of dog-shit coated shrubbery.’

‘Fair enough,’ said Darrell. What about Kew?’

‘Current vacancies require a degree in horticulture.’

‘Strike Kew. What about a private garden?’

Ned shrugged. ‘How do I look for summat like that?’

Darrell drew out her phone, typed in a few words and scrolled the results. ‘No, no, probably not—’

She paused.

‘How far are you prepared to travel?’

Edward ‘Ned’ Marsh has regrets about leaving sunny Italy for dismal London, until he scores a plum gardening job in a posh Buckinghamshire home. But of course, nothing good comes without a price. In this case, it’s the return of feckless womaniser, Marcus Reynolds, who still has eyes on Ned’s best woman friend, Darrell. And will Ned’s own girlfriend support his big move? Or will a new start for Ned mean an end to the whole reason he left his old life in the first place?

⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ “Robertson is a new national treasure”