Joe,<br/><br/>I was lucky enough to have a huge oak tree in my garden when I
was a child. And this was a garden in a normal working class terraced street
(it's trunk was smack in the middle where 4 gardens met)! Our tree could be
seen for quite some distance and was a landmark. I'd often climb it as high as
I could and then get stuck and not be able to come back down again (thats when
dad's are far more useful than mums!). When I was really small my garden was a
paradise of nature and adventure and gave me a great taste of what the 4
seasons were all about. When I was about 10 years old we had new neighbours who
complained to the local council that the tree was dangerous and they came and
chopped it down. The new neighbours moved out about 6 months later. That tree
gave me an invaluable lesson even though I never hung onto its branches with my
teeth.<br/><br/>Mike<br/><br/><br/>Sent from Yahoo! Mail for iPad
