Hydrangea Petiolaris

I was out in my pjs at 6am this morning to blip this Hydrangea Petiolaris which we planted 4 years ago and which seems to like the Dower House wall.
It's hard to sleep when it gets light at 4am and your other half has departed to the gym.

It was good to see that the Meadows had reverted to its green emptiness with an overnight removal of the funfare, marquees and general detritus, although the ranks of portable toilets still grace the perimeter.
I imagine they will be lifted very gingerly aboard lorries very soon.

They would undoubtedly be much fuller had there not been a steady procession during the evening of male tree huggers emptying their considerable bladders without recourse to the toilets.

The possibility of being charged with a Public nuisance offence does not seem to deter.