The garden is lush.
In a few short weeks it has shed its winter austerity and blossomed.
We are extraordinarily fortunate to have this space in the centre of London; the walls alone would make grown men weep. I heard a programme on Radio 4 about Wall Porn and the people who travel to see walls like ours and admire their patina; a palimpsest where the past leaks into our present.
With the long,tufty, spring grass, and the blossoming cherry tree, a little bit of the countryside lives in SE17.
What do you like most (or dislike) about the garden/car park space?