Now he's the one whom I'd been talking about. After I came home from the town earlier (this time I walked there myself and it IS more manageable without the stroller even though I was laden with bags of groceries), I heard some motor running. My heart beat increased, I started to panic, I broke out in cold sweat. OK, not really that drama but somewhat like that. I had just tidied the garden, washed the toys and furniture, hung my washing (including our 4 towels!) out to dry and he's cutting the hedge! I've not yet step into the garden to check for any damages done. Certainly not hoping for any. I think he must have seen that I had cut the hedge around the entrance, hence is feeling guilty about the overgrown borders. It's mixed feelings, we have a wider garden now but I'm sure my washing is dirty as well and let's not even talk about the garden furniture. But I have to say for a man of that age, I have to say he's got a great bod!
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