I READ in the national press that the
people of Poole in Dorset are angry about the cone-shaped Christmas
tree that adorns their town this year.
Last year they had a
"proper" tree, but this year, claiming that irregularly-shaped trees
can be dangerous to passers-by, the local powers-that-be have gone
for the modern trend of a Christmas cone. The Trades Description Act
surely prevents it being called a tree.
"Oh, Christmas cone, oh,
Christmas cone" doesn't have the same ring about it somehow.
I'd bet that Queen Victoria
would not have been amused that her beloved Prince Albert's idea of
decorating homes with a tree had been cast aside.
As last year, there are two
Christmas cones in Nantwich
(and I hear that our former partner town of Crewe has three!).
True, there is also a real
tree in Nantwich, but did it have to have that ugly fencing around
it? Nearby seats, for instance, aren't protected with fencing to
prevent someone walking into them. And do the
powers-that-be think the barrier will
stop determined vandals attacking the tree? Or climbing it?
Unlike last year, when both
Christmas cones were placed on the island between Swine Market and
Oat Market, the monstrosities have been split up. To lessen the
The one placed next to St
Mary's Parish Church is "protected" by green plastic fencing with a
Cheshire East Council logo on each panel.
The greenery coating the
cones has been likened to imitation football pitch surfacing
material (above, right). At least at night, this cannot really be
seen when the strings of plain white Christmas lights spiralling
round the cones are switched on. Your eyes adjusting to the bright
lights tend to not to see the green "matting".
At least there aren't any
visible restraining cables with the cones. All the fixing down
obviously takes place inside the structure before the "matting" and
the lights are added.
Christmas? Bah, humbug!