In the 'Rest Garden' where I take Billy for his walks, there is a row of Crypts, above which is a raised 'fly-over' pathway.
I rarely take this little path that is in fact the roof of the row of Crypts underneath, but yesterday morning I was lured by the amazing perfume from the red and yellow Roses that grow beneath the tall, South facing, flint wall. The Red ones were magnificent, but the yellow ones even better.
The path is quite short and contains a couple of benches, for if one is looking for solitude away from all the exercising dogs on the grassy area below.
I suspect that this is its best season. I was quite surprised to see how beautiful it is. Everything that flowers was in flower, and it was stunning. Here (below) you can see the row of pinnacles that feature in the first photo.
The benches do attract a few overnight sleepers, but I haven't seen any for a while. When I was there yesterday, I was totally alone. Lovely.
Billy was never too keen on going up the steps, but he seems fine about it now. I expect he simply preferred to stay on the grass to play with his chums.
The garden is tended by a group of local volunteers. I may offer my services this Autumn.