Well here we are, Chairman of The Friends of Harfield Village Parks, a transition from Guerilla Gardening that is not a completely comfy fit for this hippi child of the 60’s.  I was kind’a bullied into it (thanks James).  My rebellious roots are cringing a bit and I console myself with the thought, that it is not permanent. I am hoping  that this short  foray into party politics – and believe me, after only one committee meeting, I can tell you,  this is politics – will help to establish the friends as just that.. a group of people coming together with a common purpose in a warmhearted way.

I’m a doer, bring your spade and gloves and come a- gardening.  Bickering backwards and forwards about the colour of the tea cup is just not on my agenda.

I was a bit daunted at first but now it seems…