tidied

When I popped to the flat shortly after winterfeast to repaint the window and fix the shelves I bumped into the diagonal-upstairs neighbour, who is behind the renovation of the garden. Presumably it is still the case that she is the only other occupant besides us who ever did any sort of garden maintenance, so hopefully she has been reticent in supplying keys to the rest of the stair unless they promise to not mess it up. The removal of most of the vegetation is probably for the best, as I once had to trim the grass by going along the wee path with a hedge trimmer then rolling up the resultant thick mat of weeds.