As the spring came, went, came back, then grudgingly handed over to sort-of-summer all the shrubs and bushes left in the garden went berserk. So I went to work. Two old-and-now-defunct lawnmowers later- they died- some well-blunted blades, and a collection of aches and blisters later: I discovered the garden was bigger than we had thought.
… More Pass the Machete- Look, See, Pray