Nobody's name goes in the blank. The estate goes to a man from Leeds in December and he sells the yew for firewood in the spring.
The maze comes down over four days in April and there is nothing in it but gravel and one bench and a pair of shears standing upright in the path.
CorvinaA hundred and four years of clipping and it took four days. I would like to feel something about that and I find that I do.
MioneHe is not in the yew. He is in the accounts. Two shillings a week, every week, since 1894. That is the only bit of him anybody wrote down.