I was delighted a while back to get an invite via the diocese, to a meeting of the Ancient Yew Group at Westonbirt in March - but was v disappointed to already have another meeting on that day so will miss it - Yew have fascinated me - well no, any big trees fascinate...
Photo: Painswick Church
Painswick's churchyard is famed for its yew trees which date back over 200 years. Indeed some were planted as long ago as 1714. They are kept immaculately clipped - and every September, the "clypping" ceremony takes place - but not with garden shears. The word is from the Saxon "ycleping", meaning embracing, and this ritual is, in fact, a service of dedication when villagers hold hands to encircle the church. The Yews number 99 - no more and no fewer. - and anyone in Painswick will tell you that any hundredth tree planted will fail to thrive and will die - killed by the Devil himself.
The Ancient Yew Group would take less interest in such young trees - they have been counting the nation's yews - and are interested in the ancient yew - which by the way may be 1,000 years old or more, as opposed to a mere "veteran yew" with just 500 years to its name. Painswick's Yews barely rate!Sadly we are losing Ancient Yews all too rapidly - at least 150 have been lost in the past couple of years. The reasons given for chopping them down include concern about "health and safety", accidental fires, overpruning, and overgrowth. The Ancient Yew Group say these reasons "are not acceptable" - I couldn't agree more.
They envisage a better, safer world for yews, with legal protection, a national consultancy on their care and feeding, research funding for studies into their growth patterns and history, a charitable trust for their conservation and somewhere, some day, a neglected churchyard bursting with yews, to be home to an ancient yew information centre with, let's hope, a teashop, perhaps serving cakes...
Indeed the destruction of yew populations all over the world means that the UK can now be regarded as “a Noah's Ark for the conservation of ancient yews worldwide.”
This is an awesome responsibility, and places a considerable burden on the Church. As owners of more than 80% of these trees, the Church becomes “the guardian and custodian of our ancient yew heritage.”
The Ancient Yew Group has already amassed loads of info about ancient yew trees - their latest figures show that of our 450 largest girthed yews (above 20ft) 48% are found in English Churchyards, 34% in Welsh churchyards, and only 18% at non-churchyard sites. Since most of these trees are likely to be approaching, or are more than 1000 years old, we need to ensure that there is no further unnecessary loss of these botanical treasures.
In the Daily Telegraph on Saturday 29th December 2007there was a good article entitled "Raiders of the lost bark:the last crusade." I enclose it below;
James Douglas on the group fighting to save Britain’s venerable yew trees — a heritage for the world
A new history of the yew tree describes Britain as a veritable Noah’s Ark of outstanding veterans. According to its author, Fred Hageneder, we have the highest density of them in Europe. Worldwide, the only comparable stands are those in Turkey and the Caucasus, which, unlike our own gloriously accessible giants, are largely concentrated within impenetrable mountain forests. “Britain,” he says, “has a special responsibility to protect these trees because they effectively belong to the world’s, not just our, heritage.”
Tim Hills, co-ordinator of the Ancient Yew Group, which lobbies to raise the awareness of the trees’ unique but fragile British heritage, supports Hageneder’s view that it’s time outstanding examples of the species received a special form of “Green Monument” designation.
Currently, Tree Preservation Orders (TPOs) are rescindable if a tree is thought to be dead, dying or dangerous, a hopeless protective mechanism for an aged yew that, to the uninformed, can sometimes look just like that. In any case, they are seldom placed on churchyard trees, which is where around 80-85 per cent of Britain’s oldes examples are to be found.
Yet yews are where nature and history coalesce most exactly. Our ancestors, marvelling at the miracle of a tree that could grow so old and keep its greenery all year, revered them and used them as meeting places. This naturally led to the building of churches at these important sites. Many surviving yews predate their associated churches, making the present loophole in heritage protection all the more deplorable. Partly, this may be due to some negative traditions bound up with the tree. When I meet Hills, he is steaming over a recent episode of The Archers: “One character rang up the vet to report four dead cows. I immediately thought: ‘Oh, here we go, more propaganda about deadly yews.’ Yet every farmer I’ve met has long been aware of the dangers of the leaves to livestock.’”
This association of yews with death and poison is widely exaggerated. In fact, for many European mammals, they are a food source. Mixed woodlands containing them attract higher bird numbers than those without. The thrush family so thrives on the fleshy scarlet “fruits” (arils) that mistle thrushes fiercely assert territorial rights over them, thus preserving access to a personal, late-winter ration.
While dense, light-denying canopies deter vegetative growth beneath them, the notion that they poison the soil is nonsense, says Hills. “I’ve seen trees with cyclamen and orchids, as well as ivy and elder, growing within a few feet of the trunk.”
The fact that some people find yews morbid and oppressive doubtless derives from their familiar location in churchyards. “All the gravestones around them are a reminder that one day it’s going to be you,” agrees Hills. But a less doomy twist would be to view them as symbols of rebirth or immortality.
The truth is that a yew is the oldest living organism any of us is ever likely to see. To illustrate the point, we drop in on the Portbury Yew, in the village churchyard of St Mary the Virgin, just outside Bristol. A man painting the lychgate confides his fears that the old tree “won’t last much longer, because it is completely hollowed out”.
But while the inner heartwood may indeed have rotted so thoroughly as to leave a damp, cavern-like inner chamber, it is actually very much alive and thriving. The canopy above is broad, thick and soaring. The knotted and gnarled bark, beneath its dry flakes, has beautiful flat, flowing, multi-coloured strips from shades of orange to grey. If Paul Gauguin ever turned his idiosyncratic art to painting a tree trunk, it would surely have looked something like this.
But most remarkable of all, about 10 feet up within the “cavern”, two fat, trunk-like shoots have burst out from the inner bark and, over countless decades, reached down to implant themselves in the soil. “As the remainder of the outer trunk rots away, these internal roots will grow up as trees themselves within the shell,” explains Hills. “Sometimes, with yews, we cannot be sure whether we are looking at the original tree, or one that started life within a decaying, older stem.”
All this makes the species the subject of endless conjecture about age. The oldest tree in Europe is said to be the Fortingall Yew in Scotland, considered between 3,000 and 5,000 years old. The Portbury Yew has a notice saying it is “thought to be” 2,000 years old. Tim, who is regularly called upon to pronounce on the subject, refuses to speculate. “Since its heartwood decays, it becomes impossible to give an accurate figure. All I usually say is that, with a girth of l6ft, you are probably looking at 500 years, and 700 to 1,000 years or more at 20ft.”
Many old specimens look messy, or “past their best”, and some are felled as a result. “Unfortunately,” says Hills, “the churches of England and Wales have no specific policy guidance on their treatment. Parochial church councils seldom have the expertise to look after them and too often the chosen option is to lop off naturally drooping branches, which may be centuries old themselves, or cut down the tree entirely.”
Even when, as at Portbury, a yew is clearly cared for, funds can be tight; and if it is a choice between repairing the roof or surgery on the old yew, it’s the latter that will lose out. Hills believes it is time central funding was made available for parishes to get advice and information from fully qualified tree surgeons. But in the meantime, he urges anyone concerned about a tree to contact the group before taking action. Otherwise they could be lopping off a branch of history.
Yew: A History by Fred Hageneder is published by Sutton (01453 883300) at £25.
LOG IT
+The Ancient Yew Group has recorded 440 yews with a girth above 20ft, and a further 470 whose girths are between 16ft and 20ft.
+ While 750 of these are in churchyards, an increasing number of survivors are being discovered in the wider landscape.
+The group maintains a gazetteer of examples on its website. It is keen to hear from the public of any further examples, particularly those with trunks l4ft in circumference, or any with hollowed out interiors. See www.ancient-yew.org
1 comment:
When I was a kid I lived in Doveridge in Derbyshire (near the Staffordshire border). In the churchyard there was an awsome old yew tree - you could just walk straight inside it. It had huge chains around it holding it together.
According to local folklore it was the tree under which Robin Hood and Maid Marion were supposed to have got married.
I haven't been up to that part of the world for many years now - I hope that it's still there.
Post a Comment