We have what we estimate to be about an acre of garden, and it's pretty much all grass. There is a stream running down the middle and the various fruit trees dotted around but there's very little of what you might call 'landscaped garden'. It's really one big meadow. And to tackle this kind of grassy area you need one of these (husband optional, not included as standard):
It has five gears (plus neutral and reverse), its own handbrake, a choke, and even headlamps, so by most vehicle standards its fairly roadworthy. There are six grass-cutting levels, so you can choose between scalped tennis court or long, lustrous meadow grass, depending on your own particular penchant or the local fashion. After a slightly lurching start, which nearly saw Andy plough into the house, it was actually pretty smooth-going and he was soon ramping it up to fifth gear and tackling tight bends with ease.
I mentioned the trees. These, however, do present some problems on the mower.
Now I know you're all thinking: 'What about pregnant ladies, can they drive the mower too?' Indeed they can. When I saw the local doctor the other day, she told me: 'No parachuting, no diving. Anything else is fine.' She didn't say anything about not riding around my garden on a little tractor.
We all believe we're better than average drivers, and I now believe I am also a better than average mower driver. Even the chickens looked on with awe.
With all the mowing and strimming and raking up the cuttings it did take us the best part of three hours to do the job. But it was a bit like going to the funfair and having a go on the dodgems, except it was free, in your back garden and with none of the nasty bumping. Visitor passes are also available for selected lucky guests.
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