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I am sitting here sweating after (finally) doing something useful. The rubbish bin is now full of dead and some live golden cane fronds. Geeze I hate that bluddy 80's relic (modesty plant between our pool stairs and next door upstairs verandah!). It is so hard to get the dead ones off you end up cutting them and then poking your eye out on the stumps whilst hunting for more!
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