Don't ask. You should know by now, Joce, that he's a master of the dark arts.
On the subject of beech trees, we had three ancient copper beeches in our last-but-one house (called, with great originality, The Beeches).
The two in the front garden had been topped out at some stage, presumably to let more light into the bedrooms. Their spread was such that passing buses and lorries created a sort of stepped topiary effect where they overhung the road. I suspect the topping out was done rather brutally, because they are now beginning to rot and it looks as though their days are numbered.
The one in the back garden had never been interfered with and was absolutely huge. The leaf canopy was so dense that only real shade-lovers and spring bulbs would grow under it.
When The Storms of 1987(?) struck, two really old oaks in the rec. over the road were uprooted; their now vertical root system created a wonderful climbing frame for the local children.
Our beech tree lost some twigs but was otherwise undisturbed. Had it suffered the same fate as the oaks we guessed that the lower branches would have stopped the trunk from crashing into our bedroom, though we might have been able to claim on our insurance for some much-overdue work on the roof.
So my inclination would be to keep them, if only to obscure that unpoetic view of boring houses.
On the subject of beech trees, we had three ancient copper beeches in our last-but-one house (called, with great originality, The Beeches).
The two in the front garden had been topped out at some stage, presumably to let more light into the bedrooms. Their spread was such that passing buses and lorries created a sort of stepped topiary effect where they overhung the road. I suspect the topping out was done rather brutally, because they are now beginning to rot and it looks as though their days are numbered.
The one in the back garden had never been interfered with and was absolutely huge. The leaf canopy was so dense that only real shade-lovers and spring bulbs would grow under it.
When The Storms of 1987(?) struck, two really old oaks in the rec. over the road were uprooted; their now vertical root system created a wonderful climbing frame for the local children.
Our beech tree lost some twigs but was otherwise undisturbed. Had it suffered the same fate as the oaks we guessed that the lower branches would have stopped the trunk from crashing into our bedroom, though we might have been able to claim on our insurance for some much-overdue work on the roof.
So my inclination would be to keep them, if only to obscure that unpoetic view of boring houses.