I don't know how long the breeze blocks have been there, certainly as long as we have and they, or rather the plants in them, already looked well established ten years ago. A heather plant that was alive then has since died. It was time for a change.
The soil inside the blocks was nice crumbly stuff and, just beyond, towards the rhododendron hedge, I found a fair bit of fireplace clinker. I guess people used to empty the ash pan down there once upon a time.
The first two blocks were relatively easy to shift and to empty of soil and roots. I'd left some of the cotoneaster and holly trunks to use as levers but the third block was rather more challenging.
block 3 |
The force of Nature helped with half of it because the cotoneaster trunk had split the block in half in its expansive Boggy Brae takeover bid for dominance so, with a bit of shoving, the holly half could be pushed over and the holly roots grubbed out and cut.
holly root ball from inside breeze block |
A black tom cat sat in the drive and watched my toings and froings for more tools out of the shed. I've no idea whose cat it is. Last year it was a black and white cat that used to supervise happenings.
I ran out of energy at this point so I'm still left with a cotoneaster stump. Later I remembered my Darlac pocket chain saw. If the rain holds off today, I'll see if I can saw off the trunk at ground level with this.
Otherwise it'll be a case of recruiting some more brute force in the shape of Toad.
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