You Can’t Polish One…
…but you can stick a Christmas tree in the middle of it.
There’s no denying that Greenwich is a total mess at the moment – building sites, hoardings, rubble, broken foot tunnels (I note there’s not going to be any way of walking or cycling across the Thames east of Rotherhithe this Christmas Day – the council refers to it as Christmas ‘arrangements’) and cuts we haven’t seen for a generation, but we do have a giant Christmas tree.
And what a fine tree, too. So much better to have a huge, real fir tree than that rather odd teepee of lights that we’ve had the past few years – but to be honest with all the cutbacks I wasn’t even expecting that. I’ve been trying to get a picture of it by night, but my camera isn’t having any of it, so here it is in the day time bearing an uncanny resemblance to this year’s Tate Christmas Tree (I’m not convinced commissioning someone who hates Christmas decorations was a great idea, but then they are the Tate, I guess…)
I absolutely love it but a tree this size won’t have cost twenty quid down at B&Q. I’m guessing that Greenwich Council didn’t fork out for it, given they nixed the fireworks. But if they didn’t, who did? Greenwich Hospital? The Greenwich Foundation? The Cutty Sark Trust? Sammy Ofer? Frank Dowling? Some other individual? I think we should be told – so we can shake them by the hand and thank them heartily.
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