Hi Annie,
A walled garden was something i always found myself in,..my father worked in the National Botanical Gardens which is walled in,..and in his free time he worked for two old ladies on a very old estate looking after the walled garden of course i was always in tow,..when i was a teenager i left home and worked as a gardeners assistant in an old estate and again in a walled garden,..when i came back to Ireland after my travels abroad i took up residence in a rented cottage on a Victorian Estate,..the owner and his wife did very little gardening and of course i could not resist planting,..i was given a walled garden to myself to grow what ever i liked,..i ended up selling all kinds of veg then progressed to hens and ducks,..lol i think walled gardens is in my nature,..the walled garden is on the left of the picture below,..sorry its from a very old camera,..not digital.
Some of my hens and ducks back then.
When i moved to my present house i found it too far to travel to and fro to let the hens and ducks out each morning and lock them up each night.