A wee one.I'm begging you, mate, don't give them any of your lip tomorrow.The story of what happened a day before Warspite arrived.We'll make preparations for 3-metre trees, just in case. I mean, they're ships, innit!Nah, we'll be fine.Should I confirm with the head office?Something "big enough to carry on your shoulders," so HO said.Two metres in height at best, that'd be my guess.What kind of request is that? It's so vague, it's giving me headaches.how big a tree does the old lady want?Oh, right,Innit exciting, Chief.Wot—! They're really coming!?If they must send someone, I hope it'll be the Nelson sisters.Right, understood. I'll make preparations.9 o'clock tomorrow?Forest Service office