I’d almost given up hope of the chaps coming back to cut down the old tree, but yesterday, just 6 weeks after their first visit, they turned up.

To be honest, as much as I disliked the old tree for making mowing so difficult, I did have a certain soft spot for it. A living thing, of great age, struggling to survive against the odds. Sadly sentiment had to be put to one side, it had to go.

It wasn’t our tree anyway, it’s just that it had been gradually falling our way for years so was mostly overhanging our land.

It was a lovely day, so we went out after lunch leaving the 2 young men to their task, and what a task it was. They promised not to leave a mess, and when we got home at teatime we were anxious to see if they had kept their word.

Well they had to a point. Our field had been left very neat and tidy. The trouble was a lot of the ‘smaller’ branches and twigs had just been left in the ditch. So I guess I’ll have to clear it out at some point.

The good thing is the old tree has gone, and it didn’t cost us a penny. Result!