Gardenless

I was disgusted the other day, in a prosperous district of the West Riding, where public-spirited men have erected libraries and institutes for the factory hands, to find that even new cottages are still, as a rule, gardenless or with only a tiny patch.

Predictably, however, developers made a travesty of Cerdà's plans and a concrete orchard of gardenless, fortress-like, six- or seven-storey blocks grew up instead.

I'm talking this morning to Wanda Relphs from the charity, Bleak Midwinter. Wanda, tell us what Bleak Midwinter aims to do for the homeless and gardenless.