Eventful tree surveying day today. I may have said that the site is a Victorian Asylum in extensive grounds (124 acres). Part of it is still in use by the psychiatric service. The original buildings are within a steel security fence but the local gypsies have been breaking in to steal the lead off the roof. Dan and I saw a gang of people in there today and went to let the police know via the working high secure psychiatric unit. The first man we meet (through the mesh fence) introduces himself after a few exchanges. In the most matter-of -fact voice he says, looking me straight in the eye, 'I am the Antichrist.' So I said that I was very pleased to meet him. Strange though ... I had expected more. Supernatural beings can be a real disappointment sometimes.