The Boschi marvel.

G turned up later than planned as he had a medical appointment. But in three hours of fading afternoon light he literally cut a swathe through C di B. The pine trees felled - here he's tipping the falling crown out to avoid a terrace below. And a massive and ugly as sin Leylandii - like something out of a Grimm's fairy tale.

It was a joy to watch him dismember it all. I I was invited up to his for tea after making a huge devouring fire well into the darkness.