After a couple of hours spent clearing the old veg patch and turning the soil, I spied the green house.
Delapodated and broken, the plastic panels had not survived the winter, and Ted (and possible most of the neighbourhood cats) was using it for a toilet.
So on a whim, I got hold of the thing and with an almighty pull, successfully pulled the thing over expecting it to fall apart in my hands...
2 hours later and with the sun setting, I finally got the bloody thing disassembled - completely over engineered, and rusted to buggery, but we now have a much more open garden!!