Where I work: My walk to work in the mornings part 2

I know - I have been scarce.  It is 29 days until I can reclaim my freedom and I am eager to get my studies over and done with.  This is the best studying experience I have ever had - I usually find it to be abject torture and I hated the time I spent studying my degrees in psychology.  Despite enjoying it (and pretty much making the decision to pursue a career in health and safety), I will be glad to be free from studying again come December.

I thought it was high time I completed my post about the walk to work in the mornings before it gets really cold and my autumnal pictures look completely outdated.

The favourite part of my walk to work in the mornings has got to be the park next to my work.  I really like the story behind it and it is such a pretty place.  I find it very peaceful even though it reminds me of the Garden of Remembrance in the zombie slasher game Catacombs.

Before I get to the park, I slip down beside the Coroner's Court and into this alley.  It's interesting because on the right, we have the ugliest example of modern fencing imaginable yet on the left hand side we have a beautiful brick wall that is hundreds of years old (as we will see inside the park).

I love this gate - once again it represents a contrast between old and new, with a modern office building in the background.  You can see the notice on the gate informing that the park will close at 5pm every day.  This was taken a couple of weeks ago - the time has been reduced to 3:30pm now.

I told you the wall was old!  I love that this wall that is tucked away between the Coroner's Court, an accounting library and John Harvard Library is so old and so significant!  I wonder if Harry Lloyd (Dickens' great-great-grandson and the object of my fangirl obsessions) has been here or even knows about Marshalsea Prison.  I feel a great sense of history whenever I see this sign.

The park wasn't always so neat and well-looked after.  My predecessor had to call up Southwark Council and ask them to take care of it as our building was being overrun by weeds!

There are the gates again with the Historic Southwark Historical sign visible on the wall to the right of the gates. 

I got to work the other day and there was quite a buzz because a massive tree had fallen over in the park.  Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I walked through the park and probably side-stepped the wreckage itself and did not notice the fallen tree.  I sort of lose myself in my iMandy.

Perhaps the trees had duelled in the night and only one survivor could remain.  Johannesburg might be the largest man made forest in the world but the size and height of the trees take my breath away.  They are absolutely magnificent.

My building is just visible behind the tree.  It is covered in ivy and we have had to call Southwark Council again to come cut it back before the whole building is overcome!