|My kind of view of the city, from Waterlow Park, North London|
My love for Trees and Arboriculture is still very much alive, even more so than Physiotherapy, at least at the moment. That may have something to do with the huge amount of adjustments a Country Boy has to make when living in the city. Which by chance happens to have opened a new chapter, many in fact which one day I hope to share with all of you.
|Richmond on a foggy morning|
The trees have been my solace, and always will be. The only place I feel I can truly breath in this city is under a tree, or up one. In fact, as soon as my exams were over earlier this year I took my next ticket, and as a result I can now fell trees up to 380mm trunk diameter...legally. Ironic really, that I love trees so much, yet chop them down occasionally.
So there we go, the country loving, tree obsessed WEP has moved to London, I made it, I did it, everything paid off, I just hope this was the right decision. I think it has been, besides, the beauty of having a mind, is that you can change it as often as you like.