Letters from my terrace in Palma 25 'Four candles'
27
January, 2020
Good
morning
I am
not on my terrace in Palma but in a cottage on the bank of the River Wye. I was
about to continue ‘which is one of the most beautiful rivers in England’ but I
stopped. Here the Wye is the border between England and Wales, and if
territorial rights extend to the middle of the bed, to use a matrimonial
expression, then the river is both in England and Wales. But that doesn’t
matter very much. The real point is that the Wye is a very beautiful river.
Last
Saturday something strange happened. I was helping to clear branches and
brushwood from a field that was planted with trees to celebrate the new
millennium twenty years ago. The trees were put in with enthusiasm, and this
enthusiasm influenced the enormous number of trees that were planted. When the
trees were small, the field could cope but trees will grow and now some have to
be culled to give light and air to the rest.
I
think this is a gardener’s perennial problem. Gardeners plant trees and shrubs
which they then hope will grow quickly. After a few years comes one season of
perfection when everything looks just right. However, from that point on the gardener finds the tree too
big and wonders how to lop, prune or even fell it. Such is life! But back to
last Saturday.
The
person in charge of the work gave us some cutters and told us to trim the
trunks of the trees that had been felled. Then we had to take the branches over
to the bonfires that she would light later. And where were these bonfires going
to be? ‘The fires will be lit wherever you can see fork handles’.
This
is what she said. ‘The fires will be lit
wherever you can see fork handles’. Of course, I heard ‘The fires will be lit
where you can see four candles’. I wandered around in search of these candles
thinking they must be pretty sizeable to be visible over all the fallen trees
and brushwood on the ground. Then I came across a long pitchfork stuck in the
ground with its handle up in the air. Twenty yards away there was another, and then another beyond that. I am sure that the two Ronnies were
looking down and smiling. Perhaps they nudged each other and nodded.
For
anyone who is under a certain age and feeling mystified, just go on YouTube and
search for ‘The Two Ronnies. Four candles’. Then you will understand what I am
talking about. If your language is not English, then find a version with
subtitles. You will need them.
Yours sincerely
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