It was neetle work

It was a hot day to start with and a perfect weather to do some good in. As we was welcomed by the homeowner I had a trip of nostalgia. I remember the workload I did before. As me and Fay went to the back garden, the grass was a kin to an afro. We was going to trim it like an afro with the mower but it looked like that trim was going to have to wait because the 1 mower and 2 cutters where broken or in need of a part. Stomped at what to do next, we decided to get down and dirty and use our hands. But as we attempted to pull out the grass, we had a stinging sensation and realised we could not touch the back garden due to the hidden nettles hidden amongst the grass. So we left the back moved to the front garden. The front garden wasn't much easier but we attempted. Most of it was cleared but due to the tricky nature of navigating the nettles we had to stop. We advice the home owner and off we went to enjoy the sun.