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Jeesus, just spotted it. Fuck that, dude!

Edited to add words, see above That is the boss up his tree, I did the two on either end today, and we did a straight fell on the other middle one because it didn't have anything leaning backwards. There was a little back road behind the trees, lots of lemmings, so much opportunity to ice a mother, but I managed to restrain myself.

Taking down these four today (two left at time of photo). Because it wasn't in anyone's way, we knocked over the right-hand middle tree first, whole, sadly not pictured, then I took apart the leaning one on the right closest to the wires, also sadly not pictured. After a quick cup of tea, the boss took apart the biggest one in the middle whilst I was chipping and directing traffic (small one-way street below the four trees behind a terraced wall, crumbling because of the tree roots, which is why they had to come down), then I took apart the smaller one on the left. (Edit to add... there's also a home heating oil tank hidden in a little plywood box under my leftern tree, which is why we couldn't knock them over.)

Looks like a fun one, that ^ edit As a newcomer to this sport, I have to say, I am amazed at the difference in weight between beech and, say, sycamore. The noise of a bit of beech hitting the floor... bloody hell.

Cheers dude. Yeah, arb work is bloody brilliant rehab... end of week one I was destroyed, end of week two I was exhausted and sore all over, end of week three I was still knackered but I've got grip strength back in my hands and I'm lugging around big weights like I used to be able to do... and now, week four, I'm just finishing work each day just regular tired, and pretty bloody content. Might even go for a jog this weekend. No pictures today, dismantling two 10m ash trees and giving an ancient apple tree a nice aggressive haircut.

Banging, nice one dude. Back to this pretty little church today to make sure no trees fall on the grave of WB Yeats. Cast a cold eye, On life, on death. Horseman, pass by!

Only when the wife has locked me out of the house.

Yo, Can you tell me about this style of cut with a big chunk of the bottom half of the gob removed, and when you might use it? Looks bloody clever. I guess it reduces the bounce of the piece as it comes off the stem? Cheers

Either black or white pudding makes a great starter for egg fried rice, simply crumble either pudding into a wok or non-stick frying pan (or mash it apart with the back of a wooden spoon) and fry with a knob of butter, or ideally the fat from a leftover roast. Add minced ginger, garlic, chilli, and spring onion whites, fry for two minutes, add leftover cooked rice and a handful of peas, fry for two minutes. Make a well in the centre of the pan, add an egg and leave to half-set, then stir once. Add sliced spring onion greens, and toss the pan around.

Five sheds, dude... at the same time. Yeah, I'm so happy with where I've landed. That middle shed, now that I've put mezzanine floors in on either side of door, is bigger than some of the apartments I've lived in recently.

Best tie on to an ankle as well with a prusik or butterfly, then there's redundancy in the system.

Tidy sheds, tidy mind.

Wotcha, Taking out a line of baby beeches week before last, I had to take this one home. Any advice for turning it into a home-made big shot? Not for professional use, mind. Probably just use it for launching dead goldfish out to sea.

If there is a suitable anchor in the right place (ie, direction of fell...), then using a pulley and progress capture system, and ideally a 3-1 (easy to set up even for the uninitiated) or even a 5-1 (slightly trickier), you could dispense with a second person altogether, provided your rope was long enough to get back to you.

My deepest sympathies to both of you, and wishing you the very best for the future. Face the challenges ahead with strength.