Being sparing in the use of wood

Angela Robinson, Baridhara DOHS, Dhaka
The quality of wood in this dear country is amazing. I stand open-mouthed outside peoples' hardwood front doors, admiring a standard rarely seen in my 'rich' country because of their price there! As England is not next door to the jungles of India, our use of wood is generally much more sparing - and, I must say, appreciative - than many of your readers, sir. I used to lie awake in my flat in Halughat, listening to the insects chewing away at the door jambs! I saw lorries carrying huge logs (smuggled?) rumbling by and noted the chairs and 'sofas' the local carpenters made with huge arms, that took several men to shift! It seemed none of this wood is treated with preservative as it is assumed it will just rot - and be replaced by more where it came from - except that few can now plead ignorance of the fate of the world's forests. Surely, we should all be brought up to LOOK at wood, stroke it, thank God for it and care for it, so that fewer people chop down trees with such careless abandon, thinking only of their personal profit or the convenience of having them out of the way. The care of our environment is surely 'all in the mind'.