Because I separated from my wife in June, and left the family home at that point early in the summer, the roof garden I had tended for the past four years ran to seed. I did get one good batch of beetroot and a crop of potatoes from it.
After returning to the empty property, last Wednesday I completed a grueling five-day stint clearing Mitchell Street and moving my things into storage. The house needed to be ready for vacant possession that day; ready for its new owner.
Sometimes pictures can say more than words.
