Hoe, hoe, hoe - take that, you weed

As we travelled up the Lee Navigation in August we kept encountering two men in a van at the locks. These were men on a mission. Their task: to seek and destroy all weeds growing out of the lock walls. Their weapon: a garden hoe.


I imagine this is the sort of meticulous maintenance which will fall by the wayside in a cash-strapped, abolished BW/charity/trust/whatever next.