Maybe it is just a melodramatic coincidence, or maybe Mr Bannister really isn't pleased with the re-purposing of his perpetual park to serve the medical industry? Don't know which or even if either, but it does seem oddly apropos that the wall around the frontispiece garden at the park has just sort of burst from its masonry grout and fallen scattered and broken on the ground, kind of like when cast-sculptures sprout rust-stained tears or when the Grandfather Clock suddenly stops ...