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Forest Park is just outside Hainault and a high and windy hill.
I've promised Mum I'll lookout for plants that can take a battering from the wind and rain and need little maintenance. She's like something to go in that little hole, which would usually be covered with a top to hold fresh flowers - which we can't bring more than twice a year.
Alice is in the non-denominational part, but the others are creeping nearer. It felt like she was one of the only people buried there at her internment.
Detail to show hazy London skyline.
You can see the Gherkin and Canary Wharf from there with the naked eye.
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