Bind Fury

Having only just rid myself of the evil Russian vine, I now have a new beast to contend with. 

Oh yes, it's here and blowing it's nasty white trumpet flower.

BIND WEED

I've heard fearful tales about its promiscuity, with it's almost peacock like attitude when it flowers (look at me I'm gorgeous). But deep down I hear it is a monstrous force. "Roots like turnips" one scarred gardener said. "You need the most powerful weedkiller and use it on the leaves so that it absorbs it" said another.

Either way, I can see my hands will be full this autumn. Although given the power of this brute, I fear they may well be tied.