Monster Stump was too heavy to get out of the garden so he’s been relocated and half-buried again upside down in what will be the wild woodland. Plants went in this week and my god, I think we have a garden.
The expression on my face is ‘Dear god I hope there aren’t too many more of these buried in the garden.’ This took two men and a digger nearly three days, on and off, to extract. (The small birch is behind, not, as it appears, growing out of the monster stump).