Trees on tape? Well, we've already had the TV series, and Thomas Pakenham's paean to the beauties of bark and branches further demonstrates its versatility by proving as gripping to listen to - as read by the peppery Bill Paterson - as it is to look at. The cover cheats slightly by having miniature reproductions of the 60 superb photographs for which the book is rightly renowned, but imagination plays its part too, and the mighty oaks and beeches soar from the stereo in unabashed glory. Personally I could do without Orlando Gough's maddeningly polite score, twinkly, tiddly, and irritatingly, um, twee.
