Headbangers

I raked up all the pears and apples that have fallen over the last few days.  Then I realised that I should really cut the grass before more fruit falls. On the ride-on mower it is necessary to duck down as you pass under tree branches, but the apples which have not yet fallen lie in wait and bang you on the head as you pass. Yesterday it was the coffee maker, today the electric kettle lay down and died. Badly in need of a cup of tea we headed out and got a new one.