Three characterful copper beeches rank the twin tennis courts. This one is a crazy-haired lady. Obstinate, stubborn, head-strong, and sturdy. They protect the lower khazis (not sure how you spell khazi - this is just a guess - is it a Hindi word?) and are the analogues to the cherry maidens who look after the other loos. You can find them, the tennis courts, and the beeches at the extreme north west corner of London Fields. If you are walking out of the park, you cross a zebra crossing, go up Navarino Road towards the bus stop of the useful 38 which takes you to the barbaric civilisation of Islington.
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