Not a bear

This is really me (not a bear) sitting in this scene of devastation that used to be a bed of clivias underneath the oak tree.  HIM and HER (but mainly HIM) really got stuck into it today and pulled all the clivias out.

I am very pleased to say that's the end of it for the clivias.  Now we can all move on.

AND, SHE bagged them up and took them to the street corner, and did a sign which said "Clivias - Help Yourself", and do you know, that's exactly what people did.  They were all gone within the hour.

They did go out and buy yet more plants today - there is talk that another mortgage might be necessary, but I think that was a joke.

All SHE has to do now is rake up all the rooty things that are left laying around, and fill all the holes where the clivias used to be and we'll be up and running again.  And it will be time to do the fun stuff like planting out.

SHE did say that she's going to install a fence so me and Little Ern can't pull the plants all out again,which I think is totally mean, but that's humans for you.