At last we have got to the top of the tree surgery waiting list. We only went on it, in May of last year, when a young man from Scottish Power came round to ask for permission to prune the trees, in our front garden that grow into the power lines. I am sure that we have waited longer than we would have done on the NHS. But hey, it was free and painless to us. It hasn't hit our pockets and we have been left with wood for our log fire. Now the trees which had looked over grown look severe, stark and bare but it's cosmetic - they will soon grow again, it's like going to the hairdressers.