It was a strange feeling, leaving Cowley St last night when it was still daylight. A combination of the clocks going forward an hour and leaving before 7pm for the first time in ages (I was feeling knackered so left early to have an early night.)
So I got to see my London back garden for the first time in about 6 months last night. I am at home in Gateshead over the weekends and on my days off so in the winter, I just don't get to see the garden. (It will be a few weeks before I see it again as leaving Cowley St so early is something of an unusual occurrence!)
Mind you, what I saw didn't look too bad. Trouble is, leave it a few weeks and it will be a jungle!