VIEWPOINT
Jenni Murray
Angered by the recent felling of healthy city centre trees, our columnist calls for more respect towards our planet
May is my birth month and the moment I'm cheered every year by the trees that are no longer the bare sticks of late autumn and winter, but have spent March and April bursting into life. I am so lucky to live in a part of London where trees are everywhere and woe betide anyone who dares to cut one down.
My road is a quiet cul-de-sac that feels more like a village than part of one of the world's greatest cities. It has trees from top to bottom, protecting us from the poisonous fumes of the nearby Al and giving us plenty of oxygen.