Milady Woodland's Bodice

She wiggled her hips at me as we walked through Westonbirt Arboretum this morning, and I raised an eyebrow in return. 

Heh. And the fellow in the extra, he'd been screwed over, and was trying to work out which side the moss grew on - was it south for the Sun or north for the damp? 

Tree stories. Well, actually just two. ;-)