Anti-social Climber?

Another day at home. 

TM was more productive than I. He emptied and cleaned the garden shed. It was much worse than usual this year, as part of the roof lining had fallen down, and a lot of very grotty fibreglass insulation with it. Mice, birds and squirrels had been making themselves at home. Which one hoards brussels sprouts? They were raining down about his ears as he took down what hadn't collapsed. Now we'll hopefully have a sweeter-smelling shed, if a bit draughtier.

I did get out, but only for a walk up the hill, and ended up with a picture of the ivy that seems to be flourishing in our hedge. I think it's more interesting than the hawthorn that it seems to be gradually strangling.