The garden is finally beginning to give off the appearance of having been cultivated, rather than simply left to the mercy of nature and entropy.
This is all down to my endeavours, of course. And a neighbour who kindly topped some of our loftier trees. And the fact that yesterday we had two arborists in to cut back our sprawling sycamore whose branches were interfering with the eaves of a neighbouring property. These polite, punctual and efficient tree-fanciers have resolved the main problem in the garden, and kindly taken the hewn-off branches with them leaving us debris-free.