Pollard

London Plane, I’m guessing. 
As part of the ongoing pincer movement of me coming down from the north, my sister from the east, my niece and family from Switzerland, today my uncle and cousin came up from south London today for a long lunch. It’s just over a year since we were down for the internment of my aunt’s ashes. Unfortunately my niece has come down with the bug so has been feeling pretty rotten.