I sit in my garden.
It’s a normal garden, just average.
I have some flowers, some herbs,
But most of all I have this big tree.
It’s a sycamore tree.
Its massive.
It once belonged in a field,
Before the land was butchered into cheap housing estate.
Now it lives in my garden.
It looks quite silly, really.
It’s the bane of many of my neighbours lives.
It’s legally protected apparently,...
