An attack of bloody stupid.

[hirez]

We've got this tree at the bottom of the garden, next to the shed. You can tell it's a bit of a character by the ungrammatical use of the word 'this'. If it had been 'a' tree, then it would have been an undistinguished specimen that told bad jokes or perhaps droned on about SQL Server at otherwise splendid dinner parties

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[sarah_mum]

Mine is in the pond crater and (as is the way of these things) is absolutely smothered in butterflies.
Oddly enough, had similar name-failure when pointing at s as 'thing that the grapes are spreading on to' Yes *grapes* there's your global warming right there mate!

[redcountess]

We have two, one came from the other, through the paving stones, they grow like billy-o in these parts. I didn't realise the flowers had a scent though. As well as attracting butterflies, birds love the seed pods after they've finished flowering, hence me being hesitant to cut them back, until they were blocking all the light and taking over the back garden.

[reddragdiva]

I think you could hack it back with an axe and pour copper sulphate into the soil and it would spring back in a month.

[hirez]

It appears so. The one here had got a bit leggy so was pretty much hacked back to a stump last year.

'Bollocks to that' it went, and had a bloody good grow this year.

[jendama]

[hirez]

Ta. It came off the end of a lump of writing.

It's entirely like being in hack-mode.

[miss_soap]

I *love* Buddleia. It reminds me of being very small and sitting agog underneath my grandmother's enormous specimen. I used to call it the Butterfly Tree since, in midsummer, it was always festooned with Painted Ladies and Peacock butterflies.

[hirez]

I'm sensing a bit of a theme here. Good.