In high winds a tree fell on our trading shed where we buy in supplies of fertiliser and compost. The whole site needs maintenance, of fences or places where youths break in and have secret parties. There's a fantastic community there, we have a monthly gardeners' question time, and a lunch where people make soup, bread and cakes. It's all very jolly. It's also an enormous inspiration, I'm often wandering around with a sketchbook doing watercolours or on the spot pen and ink drawings.