I bought this book for its title: Gardening to save the planet, and the blurb promised a discussion of the kind of re-wilding I had learned about from Isabella Tree‘s Wilding as applied to a smaller-size garden. I‘d already stopped mowing and weeding, and this seemed to furnish the scientific justification for it. The author is a professor of biology.
And indeed, I learned a number of interesting and entertaining things about my garden: its earwigs, its ants (very militant!), its worms and how little we know about them, its bees and its pond life. Each chapter is preceded by a useless recipe (I get irritated with books that can‘t decide what they want to do: gardening? cookbook? Cobbler, stick to your last!). I was appalled to discover how many pesticides the plants I buy at garden centres are treated with, and how bee-attracting garden centre plants can actually be toxic to bees. It was salutary to be reminded that 76% of the world‘s arable land is being used for meat production.
Then the author described how he likes to collect, skin, chop up, freeze and cook roadkill. This was one eccentricity too far for me (and also, like the recipes, only tenuously related to gardening — it seemed more like proselytising).
Still, I would have given this 4 stars for readability, usefulness and heart in the right place. However, this one sentence on the very last page caused my rating to tumble:
“Whatever your view on Brexit, it frees us from the Common Agricultural Policy and provides a golden opportunity to turn farming on its head, to make the radical changes that are urgently needed before most of our wildlife and our soils have gone.”
In your dreams, Dave.
Firstly, Goulson displays astounding political naivety if he believes that the politicians driving Brexit are in any way interested in saving the planet and turning farming on its head to fund small holders and allotments (Goulson’s dream: we all become self-sufficient food growing allotmenteers, as in the “Dig for Victory” war years).
Secondly, Goulson does not know whereof he speaks. Here again Isabella Tree is much more knowledgeable, even-handed and nuanced: she has trodden the paths of bureaucracy; she knows that it takes perseverance and international co-operation to make a difference to nature preservation; she notes how industrial mono-cultural farming began way before Britain joined the Common Market.
I begrudge the second star but I did think the book was worth reading. Just don’t spend any money on it. I regret any royalties going to a Brexiteer.
Format: handsomely produced hardback with a lovely cover drawn by Lesley Buckingham; smooth floppy paper; clear font typeset in Adobe Caslon (I always appreciate a publisher — in this case, Jonathan Cape — telling me the type).