Mow mow, mow mow mow mow, mow mow mow mow, mow mow there's mow limits

It was a repeat visit for me to Ms E, and first time for Laura. Ms E's garden had gotten very overgrown again and it was getting her down.

I weeded the paths while Laura tackled some brambles. Then it was time for the mower to come out. This was Laura's first time using a lawn mower, turns out they don't have grass where she grew up in Canada, who knew! So after a quick lesson on how it works, she got stuck in and transformed the lawn from overgrown mess to neat and tidy garden.

Ms E was incredibly grateful and wouldn't let us go without some big hugs all round. Having spent the morning discussing how reserved us Brits are, it was a lovely way to end the mission!