Alongside West St Helen Street car park, there is a hedge that has grown out of control. The trunks are so wide that a large crack has appeared in the adjacent wall.
The branches hang so low that cyclists have to mind their heads.
And there is a street lamp hidden in there somewhere.
The question is who, if anybody, is responsible for the overgrown hedge.
Beware the fir tree. Many years ago I bought a dwarf fir tree on Abingdon Market, supposedly ideal for a rockery. Some years later it was approximately 30 feet high. We have to cut it down as it took over a quarter of our small back garden.
You should have thought outside the box, Janet. Wait a few more years and you could have climbed to the top and obtained the goose that lays the golden egg.
…or found and annoyed a Giant…
Fee-fi-fo-fum,
I smell the blood of an Englishman,
Be he alive, or be he dead
I’ll grind his bones to make my bread.[
that’s not a hedge – it’s a collection of trees!
Does anyone ever know who is responsible for anything that happens in Abingdon on Thames
Well done David for the most amusing comment in a long time