green things and yobs

I have been trying over the last week to get the garden into shape and have been ably assisted in destroying the triffid-like lavatera by none other than Gypsy 'smash and chop' Tart. She really is the girl you need to know when it comes to destruction and it was the work of an hour to dig up this monster bush and chop it into small pieces. It was pretty much dead anyway, having flowered through the winter, it decided to expire in the spring and I now have to find some new plants to fill the rather large gap.

I also started some work on the front garden and planted some lavender. It was just as well I didn't get round to the other half of the garden as a young yob thought he'd drape his skinny and spotty little body all over it and roll around, at least his friends had the grace to apologise, even if the offender was too stupid to string a sentence together. We seem to have a swarm of yobs at the moment as two nights ago we heard stones being thrown at our front window and found another incoherent and intoxicated yob and chums. They had the gall to still be standing outside the front of the house looking very pleased with themselves when Mr McMuffin went to investigate the noise. This yobbery has all gone on for far too long now and the petty vandalism seems to be increasing. My theory is that since a troubled estate went all CCTV'd, the yobs have moved off into other areas and ours is just one of them. I think it's now time we moved them on to a different area as I'm getting fed up with their antics and it's only going to get worse as the weather improves. As I've got a few weeks of maternity leave left I think I shall become the scourge of the local council and Police force and get some value from all the local taxes I've paid. Right, I'm off now to give them a ring, wish me luck.