Wendy Richards

Wendy Richards

Wendy Richards

Areas of Expertise

She has the ability to work strategically, influencing the direction and delivery of policy and projects, thriving through multidisciplinary team working. Wendy has a track record of project and programme delivery, as lead consultant in the private sector and with an ‘intelligent client’ role in the public sector on a variety of projects. She is currently an Associate Director at Atkins.

She is a big picture, fat pen person, with an eye for detail and happy to turn a hand to most things. She is in full time employment, mixed with voluntary work whenever possible and is currently the Chair of Llamau, a homelessness charity based in Cardiff. Wendy is focused, capable of dealing with a range of tasks simultaneously and delivering work to a high professional standard. She has good interpersonal skills, and has worked with people from a wide range of backgrounds and professional disciplines.

She is a landscape architect and urban designer currently involved on projects across a broad spectrum; urban expansion to Chippenham, regeneration in Haverfordwest town centre, Future High Streets Fund work in Salisbury, refrofitting SuDS and school external works design.

Wendy Richards

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  1. * just saw that typo — was meant to say ‘put massive effort in – great work’ Gregg

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  5. Yeah, so I got a tattoo in a sauna. Weird, I know. There was this guy I found online—his name was Vico. I asked if he was cool tattooing in heat and steam, and surprisingly, he said sure. Brought his own machine and everything.

    While he set up, I started skinning a chicken. Not for food—just… I don’t know, it felt like part of the moment. I told him it was symbolic or something. Truth is I just needed to do something with my hands while I got inked because I can’t sit still. He asked if I always skinned chickens in saunas. I said only for special occasions.

    He didn’t say much after that. Just started tattooing—this big phoenix on my back. The heat made everything more intense. I was sweating like crazy, and the smell was a weird mix of steam, raw chicken, and that sharp tattoo ink. He kept glancing at the chicken, but he never asked what I planned to do with it. For the best I think. Anyway I left with a fresh tattoo and a skinned chicken in my bag.

  6. The Iron Lady of Landscape Architecture

    Wendy Richards strides the land,
    With ivermectin in her hand.
    Uncrossable, a living wall,
    No threat too large, no challenge small.

    Steel resolve beneath her hair,
    She guards the fields with steely glare.
    Calves and crowds, she holds at bay,
    No foe can turn her away.

    Durable as spring steel’s might,
    She stands her ground, a fearless light.
    Unbeatable, her legend grows—
    The guardian that no one knows.

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