was a briefly notorious "eco-warrior" whose nickname lives on as shorthand for the sort of person prepared to live in a tree for what they believe in.
A few years back, in 1994, Wanstead briefly appeared in the limelight when a new road was being built. Part of the plans saw the destruction of an old chestnut tree and a large number of people
got sanctimonious and made our lives more difficult for a while because they believed that the road was bad and that they should stop it happening.
Well, several years later and the dust has settled. Regular visitors here will know I am far from wedded to the car, but I can report that this was a good road. The traffic that used to bring our streets to a standstill is now diverted, it's safe to cross the road at any time and there are still a large number of old sweet chestnuts, including these, standing guard over our green. So, folks, just because you are sanctimonious doesn't mean you are right.
Curiously, the remains of the tree that caused all the fuss are still on the green. You can see a geniune english oak tree here