A Hebe Under Pressure

Here's a little hebe from the front garden rockery - the first living thing to appear on this blog. It's a soft hebe but I have no idea of the variety. At present it is in danger of being choked to death by the blackberry whose leaves you can see growing through it. The blackberries have had a good time for the last eighteen months and have spread all over both gardens. But I shall fight them off - armed only with the secateurs of righteousness and the gardening gloves of justice and the dibber of truth.