Ms O's privet had been enjoying the record breaking wet weather and put on a good spurt of growth. Ms O called on GoodGym help to cut it back down to size.

Armed with Ms O's shears and her instructions to 'Cut it low. LOW' loud and clear, I soon had the hedge smartened up. But while the hedge was lower, it still wasn't LOW.

Reaching for the second weapon of choice - the secateurs - it was possible to cut through the taller woodier stalks and get the hedge below the height of the fence.

Ms O was delighted with the result, and we both agreed I'd got it lower than either of us expected.