What greater thrill than digging round the edge of an overgrown raised bed on a Saturday morning and then going for a triumphant coffee and cake? That’s what the four of us did in this deeply satisfying and perfectly formed task in the deeply satisfying and perfectly formed St George’s Park. The central bed in St George’s park has now been restored to its hexagonal (or was it heptagonal? octagonal? not sure, did anyone count?) glory ready for some new sleepers to be put in, and lots of weedy soil bagged up and wheelbarrowed away. Looking forward to coming back in the spring to do some planting.