I am not renowned for my hands-on skills.
In fact, most of my family and close friends would say that I was inept in the art of putting things together and fixing stuff.
All this in spite of me project managing
my own self-build, and I even once put up a shelf that was reasonably straight.
There are correct though, I am a tad useless when it comes to graft with a modicum of craft. And I avoid doing these jobs as much as is physically possible, bribing and cajoling others to help me.
That, I am much better at.
Today I really had to give the garden an overhaul.
It was time.
The wind here had also battered a few things over the winter, so I needed to do some maintenance of some other outside stuff too.
My gentle coaxing today got my mother to mow the lawn, my father to trim the edges, and I even got the pensioner from across the road to trim my hedge.
Coaxing is my bag.
Colostomy is probably his (my neighbour) .
I have also started training the boy, so my upkeep schedule can be further shared.
Check him out.
Available at a reasonable price.
With Daddy's 20%, obviously.
