Favourite Tree

I was a little sad to see that over the weekend, one of my favourite trees was the victim of the storm.

It wasn’t particularly a nice tree, it didn’t blossom in the summer, but it was quite imposing on the horizon as we walked round the Linhouse Circular.

Anyways, it’s gone now.


Wait! Did I just say I had a favourite tree?

What’s happening to me. I’m turning old.