I Heart Monique

At the bottom end of our garden, there is a collection of trees that have been carved into. Whenever I pass them, I always wonder who, over the years, has used that little covered spot as a den, hidden from parental eyes. One of the trees is carved with a collection of names and the year '89, which always makes me smile thinking of a gang of teens getting up to mischief at the same time that I and (amongst others) fellow Blipper, Verrieres were also getting our 16 year old selves into mischief, thousands of miles away across the Atlantic.

However, the two trees that always intrigue me the most are these two. Firstly, who is Monique and secondly, if you could choose anything in the whole world to carve on a tree, who would choose ADHD?!