...is how I'd describe South Tyneside council. The trees in Jarrow precinct have been there since the early 60s. They had plaques by them to tell you when they were planted by the children of various schools. Those kids could be grandparents now.
It's an unlovely spot. The trees were all that prettified it.
And now, after forty-something years, they've been chopped down and then uprooted. The plaques torn off clumsily by a mechanical digger, getting bent in the process.
I don't know if there's a rationale, or plans to plant new trees. The old ones had been there most of my life, and their removal is unsettling.