If your garden has suddenly gone from "needs a tidy-up" to "help, it's getting away from me," you are not alone.

If you garden in Mortlake, garden waste can feel deceptively simple right up until it isn't.

If you have ever stood in a Mortlake garden and looked at a hedge thinking, how on earth is anyone meant to get to that?, you are not alone.

If you live near Mortlake Station, you probably already know the rhythm of terraced-home gardening: a compact front space, a narrow rear garden, a fence line that seems to collect every leaf in south-west London, and neighbours close enough to notice if the ivy has had a little too much fun.