"I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,
Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,
With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine.
There sleeps Titania sometime of the night."
These few lines were enough to set me designing a shady part of my garden good enough for Titania, with grateful thanks to Helen Yemm, the journalist whose column in the Saturday Telegraph forms such a key part of my weekend.