There’s the wrong sort of Green, about whom I’ve already written. But there’s also the right sort of green. Edgware Road on the Bakerloo line has them both.
The wall of foliage is so dominant it completely upstages those all-too-ubiquitous ox-blood red terracotta tiles. Less impressively, it threatens to overwhelm that rather lovely TELEPHONE sign peeking out from under the main entrance.
I hope they remember to trim it enough in summer months to stop unsightly growth (stop giggling at the back). Otherwise it might end up more like Hedge-wear Road.
I’ll stop now.