Spring is here!. Well, technically it's not spring anymore, but summer. (Don't listen to Australians claiming it's winter, they are a very small minority). But the thing is, I was planning to post this in May, but I actually never got around to do it.
Among the nice things to do in spring (in addition to poisoning and experimenting with pigeons and squirrels), is firing up my petrol powered lawn mower which I've for obvious called "Rammstein" (told you before).
A couple of things has happened since last time
1. Professional mainenance, including sharpening of knives, at a lawn mower repair shop
2. Got myself hearing protection.
Regarding the first: It's destructive power has increased significantly.
Regarding the second: I don't hear much of the noise from the engine. That takes some of the fun out of it, but OTOH, I won't hear neighbours complaining either. And since I wear very cheap glasses (don't cost much to replace) when mowing (or painting the house, other - for glasses - perilous activities), I won't see them gesturing across the fences. And if they start trespassing - well, my Rammstein has a powerful engine and very sharp knives!
a pibbur who nevertheless looks forward to the autumnn when essentiality of mowing becomes less essential.
PS. If I am to be honest (sometimes I am), I have actually asked the neighbours about my mowing thingy, and they basically said: mow away. DS