Sometimes, things just don't wanna work

We were hoping to get a few things done outside over the weekend, but technology of various kinds seemed to get in the way, well malfunctions in technology, I should be saying. First the brush cutter wouldn't even brush, let along cut. It's cord was limp and flaccid and had no hope of starting the motor.

Then it was Rita's turn to be contrary today. After her spectacular performance when we last mowed three weeks ago, the old Rita was back, labouring to get up gentle slopes and deciding to pack it in after about 20 minutes. Even Rove was a bit of a rascal, over-revving to billy-o when a more gentle and measured rev was all that was needed.

But we managed to achieve some domestication of the grounds around the house and it was an absolute beauty of a day to be doing it. We spent the morning at Channon Market (we really are market-tragics) and bought lots of plants (including seedling lettuce and cabbage) some more gingers and a bat plant.