I think I'm being watched.

You see all sorts in this job. And today was one of those days when I got asked to go and see the garden of a clients brother - to 'see if we can make use of some of the spare plants that they've got in there'.

When I turned up I was astonished. It was an average sized suburban garden absolutely JAMMED full of clipped shrubs & trees. Dozens and dozens and dozens of them. It seems that the previous owner had a penchant for....well...clipping his plants to within an inch of their lives.

And to move around the garden we had to turn sideways and shuffle. In single file. We giggled and guffawed our way around the garden, barely being able to see each other as we shuffled amongst the rows of what looked like green foliage soldiers, all standing to attention.

Dusk was falling when I thought to take a photo, so excuse it being a bit poor quality. I was glad to get out before it got too dark though, not sure I'd like to be trapped in there on my own in the pitch black. Spooky.