The Russian Vine now mostly pruned, and its branches lying in a heap on the lawn. Some were burned in a quite spectacular little bonfire. By the wall, my poor ill-treated cuttings - I'm amazed how many survived the winter - almost all of them - given that they spent most of it like that, uncovered.
The fate of the Russian Vine is uncertain; the new neighbours don't mind if it goes, so I might jump over the fence and chop it down on their side, and then glyphosate it when it grows back - probably several times before it gets the hint. On the other hand, it still has the run of the middle section of fence, and maybe some hedge is better than no hedge?