Money may not grow on trees, but plastic bags do. This tree, on Shoot Up Hill, near my house, and even nearer the flat of the reigning Rough Trade pop quiz champion, acts as a plastic bag trap. Its branches have snagged at least twenty of the damn things, and looks quite jolly, festooned with brightly-coloured streamers.

No it doesn't - it looks bleak and tatty and urban, and it's a total eyesore.