Pampas
When we were moving in last summer, our neighbour was trimming his hedge. Only he wasn't, because he'd trimmed through the cable on his hedge trimmer and had gone out to buy himself a new one. He gave me the old one, saying he was very happy with the new one, and if I wanted to mend the old one I could keep it (otherwise I could throw it out, like he would have done).
20 minutes at the weekend, and I am the proud owner of a working hedge trimmer, which last night I used to massacre the pampas grass out the front. When my boss heard I need to dig up the root, he came round with a pickaxe and a huge crow bar (that weighs about as much as Mrs Socks), so for the next few evenings, I guess I'm attacking pampas roots with big levers. I have some photos of the massacre so far, I'll try to upload them soon.
20 minutes at the weekend, and I am the proud owner of a working hedge trimmer, which last night I used to massacre the pampas grass out the front. When my boss heard I need to dig up the root, he came round with a pickaxe and a huge crow bar (that weighs about as much as Mrs Socks), so for the next few evenings, I guess I'm attacking pampas roots with big levers. I have some photos of the massacre so far, I'll try to upload them soon.