One up for the good guys

We seem to have survived the Fairly Great Storm in good shape. In fact, we might even have come out a little bit ahead. My estate manager has been in negotiations with the local cowboys over felling some trees, which were getting a bit old and ratty and unsafe. Only they kept quoting regulations from the ‘Elf & Safety Nazis at him and quoting in the thousands. But it turns out that all of the dangerous trees fell over in the storm, and could be chopped up on the ground. There is a hint of suspicion that they might have had a little help in the falling over department, but it never does any good to go too deeply into these matters.