By my count the bindweed is winning 108 to 4.
It took a while, partly because I have to cherish my back. Not digging up the linaria and roses while I go after the beastly stuff is a problem. And as the brontosaurus said, it only lasts a minute.
Looking among the assorted plant projects, to fill in where the wallflowers were, I found some half decent iris sibirica and libertia in middling pots, and some eryngium in little pots. Make a note, fellow not-very-keen gardeners: those plants have been neglected for more than a year, drowned or desiccated alternately, and starved, and they are still trying.