Today's Wednesday and it's the day we have our bins emptied (they're still emptied weekly; but not for much longer we're soon going all green with fortnightly collections and the return of cholera, diphtheria and bubonic plague.) As usual, as soon as I got in I went to get my wheelie bin from the alleyway at the back of the house; however when I was in the garden I noticed that next door's silver birch tree was no longer there. I strained to look over the fence and saw that there was only a six inch high stump and no sign of the trunk or branches anywhere in the garden.
Slightly surprised I went and unlocked my garden gate and came across an estate car packed full with what was once the tree; sawn up into lengths of no longer than three or four foot - it's amazing what you fit into a hatchback! There wasn't anyone about in the garden next door so I looked to see how much room there was left for the driver and passenger...and guess what? There were twigs and branches on both front seats making it impossible to drive. Maybe the neighbours are just having their dinner and thinking about the situation.
