I Crashed My Friend's Lotus

With the memory of Emily’s bamboo and the pain of micro-job #20 fading into the darker part of my cranium, I again put myself up for some MJ gardening. How bad could it be to try and rid her garden from the Eastern menace once again?

Well, a successful charity night where I was auctioneer and compère, meant a slightly fuzzy head to start with but after 3.5hrs of sunny (hard) labour, some extensive earth moving was complete but alas, the micro-job had taken a bit of a toll:

Such beavering away means only £1543.81 to go!!!!