Archives for the month of: November, 2014


There’s precious little to look forward to en route to a hospital visit generally, but on the busy main drag up to Ayrshire Central, an array of housing from 1980’s Brookside-style to miraculously preserved Georgian, greets your reluctant passage on.

In the front garden of one fine villa remains this deceased specimen tree, sculptural in its bald decay. Probably a cherry, I’d think, its sharply diminishing trunk circumference makes me wonder what bizarre accidental or deliberate cauterization it suffered.
And if this caused the extraordinary corkscrew branching.
And how long the owners will allow the relic to occupy this prime position in their otherwise ultraconventional front garden.

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Isn’t it beguiling how this path behind the kitchen garden has over time skewed from both the lawn and the ‘desire line’ trodden by it’s users ?