As far as I know, the neighbours are unaware of thrice pot topped up blown over madam stretchalot ( I might rename her Gale ) and I haven’t seen anybody out the back since, touch wood. Its abit windy again this morning but I’ll grab a pic after my coffee.
Train tracks, I like it, especially if its easy and inconspicuous enough to get water in. I once had some bag seeds I put next to a big tank that a roadwork crew were using to fill up watercarts. Every time they disconeccted the hose it would get a good flush and it was amongst other roadside weeds so was camouflaged. It had been there for a few months, got to about 2 foot tall and a sheep stuck its head thru the fence and ate it. :( here’s Gale’s tree
and here’s Gale, notice how much her stem has thickened since blowing over, she was a stringbean.