Time in the memorial gardens was worth it though! Couples use the space as a bit of private time in a culture where formal dating, holding hand in public & anything near kissing is not viewed well, leaving the gardens feeling hushed, secretive, adding to the grand view of Queen Victoria gazing over the grounds. It truly is a wonderful sense, making you feel like you're back in the Victorian days of protocol and grandeur.
The plant in the foreground is something I've seen sold in stores as indoor plants called croton. It was pruned like a topiary ball, growing taller than I, under the shade of one of the huge, locust like trees which fill larger public areas. Their leaves are close together, providing a completely shaded space, where no grass can grow, at least ten degrees cooler than being in the sun.
Another locust tree which shades the courtyard leading to my guest house. It's completely private, with large gilded wrought iron fences, & a minimum of three guards sitting at the pedestrian entrance gate & auto gate. There are also guards posted @ three spots in the courtyard, leaving guests feeling there are more than enough eyes gazing out for strangers. (I'm not sure how much they would confront someone if they decided to actually try to barge into the guest house and flats attached!)
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