It’s a rare day I leave home. The chain around my ankle does not reach out of sight of my desk. I am constantly asked to travel for demonstrations, often to far flung corners of the world. However being from Norfolk (and apparently an uneducated carrot crunching clod hopper) once I no longer know where I am I have to return on account of not being able to read the road signs.

Some time back in a moment of madness I agreed to get involved in an event run by the Eastbourne and Wealden bonsai club. That event has now arrived and so I will be on the road before dawn this sunday with my trusty helpers. Through the day we will be beavering away on this juniper.