Clever, Kim, Id say, but I would not be pleased to meet someone whose visage and demeanour reflected the sensual satisfaction and wonder they’d just derived from anything. Selfish sensuality is fine but not if it means a public display of private pleasure, which usually indicates a cross between a cat that’s swallowed the cream, after-sex face and the post Holy Communion one. Make everyone write down something to suggest what gardens mean to them. Mine probably - escape from everyday, connecting to a universal time cycle, private world, chance to do something selfish/sensual. Being outside makes me feel better and calmer. Quite interesting that we asked Telegraph readers to nominate their favourite gardens and they all chose something different. No consensus. We may end up with only 2 or 3 the same. This is not a reasoned reply just quick thoughts. Longing to see what serious thinkers suggest.

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