This, hopefully, will be a recurring topic as you set out to adopt a patch of disused land. Unashamedly visible from street level and the blinkered commuter you vow to plant vegetables, herbs and flowers.
Where does your food come from? The supermarket. In plastic packaging that will still be present long after you are gone.
You stare outside from your bedroom window and see how much land is lost to urbanisation, a city of tarmac and paving slabs. Fields of grey and streams of traffic.
A better world, more vibrant and lush lies just beneath the surface.