Pet Hate

I hate grass. Well, sort of. I like to see a nice lawn, but I hate having to mow the damn stuff. Its worse than the most pernicious weed.

You go and mow it then you have to take the strimmer to the bits that the mower can't reach,THEN you have to get the edge trimmers out to finish it off.

And three days later you have to go out and do it all over again

You have to feed and water it, scarily it, poke holes in it to aerate it. It's a pain.

If it was left to me I'd dig it up, concrete it and paint it green, and still the blasted stuff will come through.

Rant over. To cheer things up, the extra is one of Beloveds roses.