I got bored, on my diverted commute, of powering up Abingdon Road, and switched across to the backstreets instead. It was there that I found the first of the green-roof bikesheds of Abingdon Road.
They had a design consistency about them, as if there had been a string of people following the same instructable or being sold by the same company:
They were more and less weeded and maintained. On some native couch grass had overwhlemed the dry-bed planting, on others giant houseleeks waterfalled towards the scooters, commuters and wheelie bins. Green roofs: some maintenance required.
They had a design consistency about them, as if there had been a string of people following the same instructable or being sold by the same company:
They were more and less weeded and maintained. On some native couch grass had overwhlemed the dry-bed planting, on others giant houseleeks waterfalled towards the scooters, commuters and wheelie bins. Green roofs: some maintenance required.
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