Timber . . .

That beautiful old Cypress had been there for donkey’s years, but the new owner of the bungalow was a bit worried that a branch could fall on them it was agreed to cut it down, or at least cut back. You can see where two boughs have disappeared already (the last one is dangling on a rope), and the tree-feller can just about be seen there waiting to hack off another bit . . .

They must have seen the tree before they bought the house???

ps: I'll post the answer to yesterday's 'What Is It' with tomorrow's blip.