Today I learnt to use my dads beast of a petrol lawnmower. It was kinda weird because it moves forward on its own compared to you having to push it, thus meaning you have way less control of where you are mowing until you get used to it. My dad also empties the grass cuttings into a bag instead of a bin, thus cue the huge amount I get on the lawn when emptying the bag, then having to mow that area again to pick up the bits I dropped, however then I have to empty the bag again, thus dropping more on the floor and cue the neverending circle.
All of this while my dad watches from upstairs while he is on a conference call (phone call to a group of customers), you can see in his face how he is trying to avoid bursting out with laughter as he is speaking to his customers while watching me trying to tame the lawnmower.
In all it went well.
