I'm reading another Laurie Lee book: Village Christmas And Other Notes On The English Year on Kindle on my phone on the ferry at the moment. I love short pieces, short stories and essays are almost like paper monologue blogs. His village childhood Christmas reminisces are magical and so un materialistic like the world we live today.
Another essay in the book is The Fight To Save Slad. He mentions the Slad Valley which was the idyllic rural setting for Cider With Rosie. He talks about rural private housing developments and when developers wanted to chop down twelve ancient trees to make way for a new Tesco supermarket in Stroud. Many people protested and climbed up into the trees. He himself penned a joke verse:
" I think that I shall never see
Tesco lovely as a tree
And if we are forced to cut ours down
"Twill shame the gateway to our town".
The trees were saved and it proves that the word can be mightier than the axe so to speak. The trees didn't know what was going on apart people climbing in their mighty arm like branches but thankfully they are still there.