Update: Mike here. Contemplate the multi-layered profundity of a dirigiste city council trying their gol-darndest to stimulate ersatz economic growth with ersatz plant life, in a city once known for the real things. Here is what some of the chunks of iron look like in their temporarily pre-rust, pre-vandalism state.
Two of the three things to the left are trees that look like lamp posts. The other is a lamp post that looks like a tree. Below, a yellow tree lends an unwelcome hint of autumnal decay and civic regret to the Covent Garden Market.
The John Labatt Centre: no growth, in the red.