
Saint Emma
Paul and I spent all day (apart from the obligatory 2 hours French lunch) chopping the top 10 or 15 feet off a friends leylandii hedge. A bit of a monster job, the hedge must be about a 100 feet long. I spent most of the time hopping from tree top to tree top lopping the unwanted branches and Paul collected and burnt all the debris.
Tomorrow we need to run over it with the hedge trimmer and tidy it all up.
I'm the red blob halfway up the hedge. It's a big hedge.