It is not often that I have a mono-job day. I am by nature a flitter, and prefer to have a variety of tasks to fill the hours. Today however myself and Mrs Bun undertook to tame the great tangle of rose that divides the vegetable garden with the rest of the garden. It was a struggle, it was dangerous, it was painful, it was fun and it was successful. The unruly octopus was tamed and tied in, resulting in many tenacles bound for the bonfire, but it put up a stirling fight in the process. At one point I bashed the side of my head and my ear so hard on the arbour seat, which had been moved not far enough out of the way, that bells rang and tears welled. However, I was extremely brave and refined in my response to this incident. Most unlike me. Later Mrs Bun told me she would have brought me smarties if I had cried. Bravery does not pay.
The more astute of you will have noticed that the photo above is not the aforementioned rose, or indeed any rose. It is Helenium autumnale, grown from seed to flowering in one year. Well I was impressed.