One of the staff had an interesting experience on his day off. He was pottering about at home when there was some frantic ringing on his doorbell. When he opened the door, it wasn’t the postman, it was a rather agitated bloke waving some sort of identity card. He announced that he was a landscaper (one of the sort who drive around in a van looking for jobs) and he needed to know if the large conifer which he had spotted behind the houses belonged to my employee. The tree, he insisted was much too tall for its setting.
Agitation turned to disappointment when he was told that the tree was in a neighbour’s garden. And my employee was left with the distinct impression that if he had admitted ownership of the tree, then he would have been told that it was a clear and present danger to life and limb, and it had to come down at once. Luckily, his door-stepping landscaper was an qualified tree expert and able to do the job instantly for a small fee. Maybe a thousand pounds? Seeing it was such a big tree and there were all sorts of ’elf and safety considerations involved.
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