Killing the buxus!

It has been almost 3 years now that we have this big, fat buxus in our garden.  Tine liked it, i didn't.  I wanted to get rid of it.  After I finally convinced her that removing this damn thing was like the best thing we could do to the world, today was D-day: time for destruction!  This is the sucker before I attacked him:

This is how the bastard looked like after a few strokes with my saw:

And a few more cuts later, he didn't seem to be too happy anymore:

The final struggle to the root was damn hard, but the battle was won by me and I nailed the damn thing.  Look at him crying for his mommy:

Of course, I could not have done this without the help of my brave son, who's always ready for some buxus-destruction:

Thanks, Jenne!