Spring – it would appear – has finally sprung, leaving a moist sticky residue all over its skirts. What with the bluebells in full bloom in the woods, climate change causing summer to rear its head during Easter Bank holiday weekend and twats everywhere donning flipflops, it would appear that the people of Wivenhoe can’t get enough of it.
But nothing says “Spring is here” more than the emergence of Wivenhoe’s world-famous blossom, and sure enough crowds from across the planet of earth gathered this weekend to enjoy Wivenhoe’s notorious ‘tree’ in full bloom.
With admirers coming from afar as Virley Salcott, Wrabness, Great Tey, Feering and Great Braxted, it’s fair to say that Wivenhoe’s appeal has gone truly global. One admirer who had travelled from as far away as Bobbingworth noted: “I came all this way to see a tree? What a load of shit. At least you’ve got a Coop I suppose. I can’t wait to get back home…”