Another photo from my wander along Edgware Road the other day. I love these stately old blocks of flats on a side street. I looked them up on Zoopla just now and they are quite swank -- one sold for £2.25 million a year ago, and another (slightly smaller) for £1.5 million the previous November. They're pretty big, too -- four bedrooms!
I woke to some possibly unwelcome news this morning. I say possibly because I'm still weighing what it will mean. The tree surgeon has been instructed to remove our fallen limb and cut the rest of the elder tree down to 20 feet (which is about as tall as it is already, I think) as well as to cut the ivy so that it dies in the upper parts of both trees. I'm happy with the limb removal but I hate to have all that dead ivy hanging there. I hope the tree guy can remove some of it so it's not so unsightly. Or maybe that will be left up to me.
On the bright side, I guess any squirrels or birds with nests in that ivy can continue to live there, unless the fact that it's dead puts them off.
I'm not going to fight it too much, but I may ask a few questions.
That does seem odd instructions...a few questions are definitely in order
ReplyDeleteI suppose cutting the ivy to kill it will prevent rhe weight of it causing the tree to fall. We had to do that on one of our very large trees. P did manage to cut away most of the dead stuff after it had turned to sticks but it was not an easy task.
ReplyDeleteIt seems that Ivy has a mission to take over the world...wherever you go trees are smothered in it! I am sure it wasn't like that in my childhood.
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