Popped outside tonight for "20 minutes or so" to check a couple of
things. Having done them, decided to cut a couple of roses to put in
a vase in the house. So I got out my "snips" but before I got to the
roses at the bottom of the garden I saw the brambles behind the
compost bin. Been meaning to prune them for ages now, never quite gor
round to it. So I decided to get those worst couple of stems, and
then got carried away and over an hour later husband came out to see
where I was and found me behind a 5ft + high pile of prunings!

Ashamed to say I'd been so lax so far, but feel tonnes better for a
job well done (and yes I know I've left the roots in, but better this
than nothing, that's what I say). (Apart from my ankles that is -
because I wasn't planning on doing anything serious I didnt have good
footware on and my ankles are now scratched all over)

Anyway, thought I'd share that with you and maybe inspire someone else
to tackle one of them horrid jobs - it can be quite fun when you get
going. And now we can have a bonfire tomorrow night too.

Sam