Lean, green machine!

I was trying to do some work at home today. Into my subconscious, from somewhere not too far away, came a loud humming sound. A good excuse for a break! Up I get and off I go to investigate.

Ah, the source of the sound- a little orange man on a little green machine mowing the grass in the park. It rather looks as if he’s having an argument with the blue litter box ... but maybe not!

We’ve had so much rain, creating so much mud that grass everywhere has had a field day ... so to speak. My grass could do with a cut too. Even the daisies are growing free! That little green machine would make a quick job of it!

I wonder, Could I bribe orange man, offer tea and biscuits in exchange for grass cut?
Sadly, probably not.

Could this be the ideal job? Imagine being able to play on one of these little bogies all day, every day ...or, on second thoughts, maybe not.