The day Brenda White removed her lawn was one of the happiest of her life. “I did it on the spur of the moment and I’ve never looked back, I’ve loved not having it,” she says.
While the decision was an impulsive one, White had long dreamt of getting shot of the grass. “I know there are people who love grass and tend to it, but I’m not one of those people,” she says. “I didn’t enjoy cutting it. The lawn was awful. The parts in the shade were mossy, while the parts in the sun were dried out.
“It was almost a wildflower lawn but they were not the wildflowers you want. And I’d had enough of the mud, the tiptoeing on stepping stones