It's alright saying how great trees are but look at this bastard, taking up half the pavement, not a thought for anyone in a wheelchair or a female mum pushing a pram. And then there's all the leaves it's just dropping anywhere it wants which some other poor sod will have to clean up.
Carefully planted there by the bricklayer's grandfather over a hundred years ago. And then tenderly nurtured into its current height by successive generations of bricklayers.
It's alright saying how great trees are but look at this bastard, taking up half the pavement, not a thought for anyone in a wheelchair or a female mum pushing a pram. And then there's all the leaves it's just dropping anywhere it wants which some other poor sod will have to clean up.