One night in the dark I was busy spreading newspapers on top of mulch I had placed on the lawn as I started my lasagna garden when my new neighbour drove up. Earlier he had seen me collecting the tree leaf debris from the gutter, which I had been gathering for the same purpose.
A friendly fellow, he stopped by to check things out and as I explained what I was doing he referred to my hobby as 'extreme gardening'. And it was. And it is.
And I was quite flattered.