Our vine colonised both our neighbours' gardens.
Mum was paranoid about us being nuisance neighbours despite the fact we're always home and keep our own garden well tended. So she tried to track down the offending parts of the climber and snipped them off at source.
What this meant was said neighbours had dead vines in their trees/ bushes.
I had to laugh at her consternation. Best laid plans and all that.
I don't think either of the neighbours noticed.
Mildly amusing:
Big, voluble man in front of me in local shop, on phone.
"Nah, don't worry about a barbeque. Fry up some sausages, stick them in a roll and just put some shit on them."
I didn't follow him home for lunch.