Can it really be four years since the men came to pollard the Plane trees?
But no. It isn't.
I've checked and it seems they really are a little early.
It was April 2013.
This is why I am impervious to the cries of, 'Blogging is dead! Long live Instagram!'
My blog is my aide memoire, for a memoire that is distinctly hazy these days.
It is also a stabiliser.
A reassurance in turbulent times.