After a complete reseed of my lawn last spring - I’m sure regular subscribers will remember my scarecrow - the frost has seen it off. Demoralised and generally lazy, the wife has employed a gardener. He’s easily 80, at the very least, and within a minute of meeting him he told me about an operation he had on his groin that means it needs to be regularly drained. Calls himself The Garden Man. I call him Dave. Groin Drain Dave.
Came on Saturday to rake and edge my lawn, deweed the edges and put some weed killer on my patio. While I sat inside and played Pro Evo.