I don't know if anyone else has been blighted by this frightening addiction but recently I have descended into hell in my pursuit of the perfect lawn. I've done away with my practically brand new Bosch leccy mower in favour of a Mountfield petrol jobbie and just the other day I found myself kneeling on the ground with a steel rule measuring the height of it before mowing. It's become my thing on a morning to head out into the garden first thing with my morning cuppa to check how it's looking. Has anyone had this problem?? Is it an age thing?? Your advice would be most appreciated before my girlfriend leaves me.
A good mate of mine has the same problem...used to bore us all to death with the spec on his latest Mountfield & constant updates on his bloody lawn. So me & the lads waited till he went off on his hols in the middle of summer & armed with several buckets of fresh soil we decorated his pride & joy with fake molehills His missus nearly had to call a paramedic And yes.....it is extremely sad....you'll be buying Wurthers Originals next
Screw the lawn..............monoblock/slab the whole area and jobs a good un no more maintenance just a quick power wash if needs be!
If you think your lawn is a mess, take a look at what I have to drive up and down to get to my house. Stays like this for quite a while after it rains..
Actually on a serious note, lawns left to grow wild help the survival of honey bees which are in serious decline. Other insects also need what we class as weeds. Insects bring other creatures into the garden and so help the cycle of life. So.....embrace the wild side & let it grow
Funny you should say that, I just signed this. Not sure if it ever makes any difference but they did back down over the "flogging the forests" farce https://speakout.38degrees.org.uk/c...for-good-937d4563-7694-41a8-a642-65e6b0e51453
I've never suffered from that addiction, I have a bikers lawn....... So I can spend more time in the garage doing useful things.
Rich, you're in danger of purchasing Werthers originals and smelling of piss and biscuits, while rocking back and forth shouting,"by 'eck thaa knows" However, I feel your pain, and check how much my cannas and hanging baskets have grown...every morning with a cup of tea and a fag in my hand. It's not old age, it's insanity...but I feel 100% at home with it. Now, where did I put my Werthers.....
I found my 'view from my beer chair' picture from two years ago and updated it to current. Before... After...
I'm comfortable with that I even took the blade off my brand new lawn mower and got to work with the Dremel because I wasn't happy with the sharpness. I was quite disappointed. You could've ridden bare-arsed to London on it. It was even covered in paint!
