....where all used to be lush and sylvan.
Thanks for all the support on Hedgegate. It's so upsetting when someone else does something to spoil your little home and there's nothing you can do about it - I can well imagine how you felt about the 9 foot fence Amy! I am still seething - it has absolutely ruined the aspect from the back of our house and has been done so badly that there is even a forlorn little lollipop of holly left stranded at the top of the once beautiful tree. It might grow back but the elder that used to be behind it has been razed to the ground. I asked my nice friendly gardening guy to come and have a look the other day and he winced. And despite the window being frosted it still feels like I am being observed doing the washing up.
Hey ho...I should probably just get over myself. I'll await the mountain ash next week and make the best of it. In my 'obsessed with being overlooked' state I was slightly comforted this afternoon by looking around at other houses in the area. I took my daughter to a children's party in Twickenham, and walking through the very expensive little enclave of St Margarets I couldn't help noticing there that a lot of the houses there have even titchier gardens than us and 'through' reception rooms that look straight out onto the back windows of the houses behind them. And the houses on one side of the next road to us back onto shops and flats which completely overlook and bear down onto them, complete with air conditioners and industrial fans. So I guess it's just a London thang and I'll get used to it eventually. It has had one good effect, in that I have taken up running again after a child-birth related exercise gap of seven years. I can only manage a very gentle round-the-block saunter so far but the therapeutic effects are amazing! I am preparing to astonish the populace tomorrow morning by turning up at nursery in my very untrendy bought-in-the-1990s running shoes.
New Year 2014 in Phuket
4 years ago