Sycamores, on the whole, don’t win prizes —at least not in this country. Last year, one planted on a tower of Colchester Castle, Essex, to mark Napoleon’s defeat at Waterloo in 1815, tried to emulate the Gap Tree by getting shortlisted in the latest Tree of the Year competition. It didn’t win and the suspicion is that, as with the Gap Tree, it was allowed in on account of the oddball location as much as for being a striking specimen in its own right.
In fact, mention the name sycamore in some conservationist circles and all you will get is dark looks. The problem is that it’s a rampant coloniser. The winged, winddispersed seeds can travel considerable distances and they’ll sprout up anywhere, in town or country gardens, along railway embankments, in parks, cemeteries, hedgerows, fields and woods. It is in the last of theset hat it’s a real bugbear. The saplings can live for years in the shade, but, once they get a toehold, can take over an entire wood. They deny other species light and, within a relatively short space of time, the balance of plants and trees within may be altered.
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