I was amused to encounter what looked like a pound for naughty Christmas trees in our local park. As I walked by, a lorry pulled up with a particularly robust-looking cage containing yet more trees. Presumably, they were the most dangerous sort from which the public must be protected. The pound is in fact Brighton and Hove Council’s recycling point. Unfortunately, over 5 millions trees are thrown away every year, so there’s clearly still some work to be done in educating folk. Mind you, £9 to collect it seemed rather steep, and not everyone has a car or the required muscle power to heave it to a public space. Apparently, it looked like Birman Wood advancing on Dunsinane when my partner did the necessary on Sunday.
It was very sad to see the tree go as it was particularly pretty this year and barely shed a needles (some years I’ve been left with a spiteful-looking twiggy object by mid-December). The suppliers this time were the lovely people at the Hanover Christmas Tree Company who source everything locally and deliver to your door. I suspect there’s still a fair amount of energy consumed in supplying the trees, but I really can’t bear to have one of those horrid plastic things. Only 11 months to go before I can have another one…
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