There seemed to be no one around, I guessed the lavender we were harvesting was on the traffic island opposite Morley College's entrance as it was covered in a blanket of purple flowering shrubs.
I saw a group gathering on the other side of the road and tentaively headed over. I happily met people who also had never done it before. We headed over to the island and spotted the organisers next to a car, hidden behind large bushes. Buckets and secatuers were provided, a quick workshop/explanation on 'how to' was given and we partnered up.
I teamed up with the fantastic Elaine, and we discovered we were brilliant at gathering lavender. The technique is one person grabs a bunch and twists it, and the other person chops it at the bottom.
Our Lavender bushes looked beautifully coiffered and not one finger was lost. Elaine headed off, and I continued for a while. My hands and face grew grubby from the black dust that came off these traffic isdland plants. I saw the grime on my face and hands as a trophy of my hard work. Eventually the fumes got the best of me as I started to get a tickly cough, so after an hour or 2 I headed home, knackered, burnt, grubby but satisfied and reeking of Lavender.