From Little Acorns . . .

Towards the end of the Second World War a young lad who was sent shopping daily, always took a shortcut to the village via the old boating pond, known locally as ‘the lake’.

Very often he would see an elderly gentleman talking to one of the gardeners and before long they were on nodding terms, not knowing then that were to become very good friends.

It all began the day the summer bedding geraniums were being lifted and the winter polyanthus planted. The lad had stopped to watch for a moment or two when the old chap offered the boy some geraniums, telling him how to store them over winter, and with that the friendship in the boy’s heart was cemented. It later transpired that the old chap was the Parks Superintendant, and almost unbelievably, his name was Mr. Muckcart.

Every spare moment from that time on he would seek out the Park Superintendant and hang onto his every word. The gardening bug was born, and by now growing like mad.

The war came to an end, he did his studying at every opportunity, in between National Service and finally purchased three acres of land, on which he started a propogation nursery.

This in turn led to landscaping private gardens which inevitably led to commercial works. By now he was employing over thirty people and was by this time very much involved with the design and consultancy which eventually brings us up to date where we are very happy to have him in the background as advisor. Although, more often than not he is alongside us as a crucial member of the Greencraft landscaping team.