Essay in green.
In a road where I used to live 30 years ago, as though inspired by Higgs bosons memories gather mass. In the front garden of the house which belonged to me I notetwo shrubs - a philadelphus (mock orange) and a hypericum Hidcote. I very well recall planting them in the position in which they are now apparently flourishing.
On the street on the other side of the hedge two mothers with push chairs are talking as they walk past: "I can't eat cake, " says one. "I can't stop eating it," says the other.