This poor old shrub had a date with an electric saw at the weekend. It's cruel, I know, but it has enjoyed a good life. It was there when I moved here three years ago, and I don't even know what it was. It was deciduous, and was plastered with little white flowers around May. Last year I took out a huge dead Hebe that was next to it. Of course this meant one side of the above mystery shrub was left looking sorry for itself, and I'm afraid I just couldn't bear to look at it any longer. Now that it's gone, the Buxus next to it is showing its ugly side too - I could go on wrecking the whole mixed hedge like a set of dominoes! But the Buxus will recover, so I think that's it now. Oh, but I did take out another dead Hebe - swiftly to be replaced by a Ceanothus which should fill the gap - I have nice neighbours but I do like to feel enclosed!