SubLime

Hot one in East London yesterday, after a clammy train journey where I wondered - "is that smell me or you?", I arrived at Print House to catch up with Eugene. We jogged down together, discussing his new job, plus the merits and drawbacks of driving, amongst other things.

Bolstered by Rosie, Paul and The Princes at The Church, the ever affable, Sybil, led us to our jobs. Clipping back some Lime Trees, of the genus Tilia (obviously), loosening up some soil and planting the remaining bulbs. Mostly in the shade of the towering church above, making the yard a rather pleasant temperature. We wrapped with some watermelon, grapes and drinks, the perfect ointment to a hot evening's work.

Next week we head to Abbey Gardens, they're very keen to have us back to finish the ground levelling for the imminent arrival of their Green House. Sign up here to make a small yet noticeable difference in your hood.

ps. bum shots not me!

Till next week,

B