It backs on to our back garden so we get the full force of the wind. OK, so my washing dries. I have never been scared but its very spooky at night and I wouldnt watch a horror movie, its way too dark out here at night. I wake up to the vast cemetary ever morning, its quite peaceful. There are a row of oak trees just behind our fence (apparently, according to snouty trout, they are protected) They are creaking like mad today in the wind, one of them is twisted and mean looking, I just know it wants to kill me. (if it had a head and hands it would be wearing a ski mask and holding a gun). The gravestones are feet away from the gate.
Sometimes in the summer when the kids are on the trampoline, they jump higher than our fence and say 'hello' to people having a quiet moment on the bench just behind the gate, the poor things nearly die of shock. I mean you would wouldnt you? Sitting there among the gravestones and someone suddenly saying hello?
Anyway I think the tree wants its own back.
