Hi,
I remember many moons ago when i was a kid, we used to have a really long garden. Im fact it was massive at well over 100 metres long.
It was all lawn and stepped down into three tiers. From the kitchen you had a birds eye view.
Every Sunday my dad would get out the old petrol Suffolk Punch lawnmower and start cutting the lawn. He was very meticulous about keeping the strips perfect and did a really good job of it.
That was until lunchtime. After doing half he would sneak off down the pub for a few jars and then come back later on worse for wear. He would then fire up the lawn mower and finish it off.
It was an awful sight watching him staggering around trying to control that heavy self propelled contraption with a skin full of beer.
By the time he'd finished we had a lovely stripy lawn at the top and the bottom (well I'll leave that to your imagination)
We used to be the laughing stock of neighbours around as our long garden was on show to everyone who walked by. Thinking back now it was so funny 💭😂
I remember many moons ago when i was a kid, we used to have a really long garden. Im fact it was massive at well over 100 metres long.
It was all lawn and stepped down into three tiers. From the kitchen you had a birds eye view.
Every Sunday my dad would get out the old petrol Suffolk Punch lawnmower and start cutting the lawn. He was very meticulous about keeping the strips perfect and did a really good job of it.
That was until lunchtime. After doing half he would sneak off down the pub for a few jars and then come back later on worse for wear. He would then fire up the lawn mower and finish it off.
It was an awful sight watching him staggering around trying to control that heavy self propelled contraption with a skin full of beer.
By the time he'd finished we had a lovely stripy lawn at the top and the bottom (well I'll leave that to your imagination)
We used to be the laughing stock of neighbours around as our long garden was on show to everyone who walked by. Thinking back now it was so funny 💭😂