Lunch in the alley, with Annie

A shining time-out from work to go find my hero, Annie T. We munched on delicious food in the alleyways behind her gaff. They've just recently g r e e n e d them, by making planters to line the entire length enabling the residents of the terraces to start growing their own vegetables. They've also painted some murals illustrating an amazing poem about recycling. Only Annie T, I think, would be able to transform a shitty back alley into a bursting abundance of community life- too bad we don't live round the corner anymore.