Went out and bought myself one of those Garden Blower Jobies the other day

B & Q for 30 quid, delighted I was. The missus was a bit doubtful but I thought nah screw it she is probably just being a nervous Nerris. So all was going well it was blowing the grass of my path after cutting the grass ( first this year I might add). It is one of those paths that has gravel in the gaps, you know the type. So anyway was blowing away ('scuse the pun) and blast me the one of the stones from the path gets blasted off and into the patio window. What makes it worse it the family dog was in the conservatory, poor bugger didn't stand a chance.

Now the missus is threatening to leave me and sleeping at her mothers. Her final words to me where "make sure that thing is gone when I am back". So after this horrific day I thought I would do a bit of good and flog it off on the cheap, only a tenner like, Bargain. The thing is the cheeky bastard who bought it tried to haggle with me. Unbelievable, some people don't know they have been born these days

Posted By: Clean Shirt, Mar 22, 17:49:59