We thought the Spa Hotel on the western fringe of Tunbridge Wells (and convenient for the golf club) would be a likely place to find a Wellingtonia. So off we went, having been first amused to read that the new Jumbo jets for POTUS, presently the subject of a serious row about the cost of their refurbishment, had been originally intended for a now defunct Russian airline called Transaero and had spent quality time sitting in some Californian desert.
Greeted by a No.35 on arrival at Mount Ephraim. But still no No.34.
Spa Hotel up and running and happy to provide refreshments. Very quiet for a Sunday morning, usually the time when all the guests from the weddings of the day before are milling about the lounge area. Usually some interesting dressing to be seen.
Out to inspect the gardens around the back, in very fine form, with plenty of flowers, ponds and mature trees. But no Wellingtonia.
However, all was not lost, as we came across the specimen snapped above shortly after exit. Couldn't actually touch it, without invading someone's front garden, but we thought it reasonable to score it. We were not that far away.
Further set-back when we found that the Tunbridge branch of the family had managed some quite decent looking foxgloves, whereas my efforts had come to precisely nothing. Foxglove envy. Consolation prize in the form of the Wellingtonia tip already noticed at reference 2.
Reference 1: https://psmv4.blogspot.com/2021/06/wellingtonia-30.html.
Reference 2: https://psmv4.blogspot.com/2021/06/broadwater.html.
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