I used to get my husband to do the jobs I didn't fancy. I even bought him a pair of wussy gloves in case he got a thorn in his finger. He has started to get interested. I am now seriously concerned that he is getting an opinion. Have I created a monster
Thank you PP and SGTV, thanks to you I spent today taking more cuttings and sowing some seeds. I do have some roses to plant at some point so need to get my thinking cap back on.
Useless women infuriate me even more than useless men. An old neighbour used to say ' I can't do the grass, that's G*****'s job', I don't know how'. I said - 'but you can use a Hoover....' There really isn't that much difference.
She refused to put oil in her car too, because it was 'his' job. She nearly b*****ed the engine. Stupid tart.
It's a place where beautiful isn't enough of a word....
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Tasks have to be shared. I can start all the mowers (and the shredder as long as the oil isn't too cold and thick), but can OH tell a weed from a desired plant or know when to prune what? Add to that his dislike of what he calls 'the wrong kind of dirt' (soil or compost) this leaves me with weeding and digging and pruning, OH with mowing and hedging
I don't like 'the wrong kind of dirt' either, but for me that's engine oil and mucky bits of metal. I hate the smell of metal
I'm so glad I started this thread. It's kind of gone off topic but it's very very funny!
Nut you are the voice of reason. My hub and I cherry picked the jobs we liked and divided the crud. He was an ox so he got the heavy stuff and I tended to hold the other end!
Meanwhile good old Cb who got all the stick, is the only one doing any gardening!!! The rest of us have descended to the realms of dozey bints and stupid tarts and spoilt madams!
B3 you need to knock that on the head right now! You don't want that kind of thing getting out of hand!
Hosta your husband has the patience of a saint! He's probably very glad you have so much land. You might suggest that he buy you a golf cart what with your dodgy knees and that. He can dispatch you off to the other end for some peace and quiet!
Yes but while I wouldn't want to stereotype, my husband LIKES noisy machines. He's happy as Larry with a chain saw, extendible hedge trimmers and brush cutters. I can hardly lift them off the ground!
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runnybeak, isn't it always easier to get someone else to do it.?
Oh still serves up my veg onto my plate.
I used to get my husband to do the jobs I didn't fancy. I even bought him a pair of wussy gloves in case he got a thorn in his finger. He has started to get interested. I am now seriously concerned that he is getting an opinion. Have I created a monster
Thank you PP and SGTV, thanks to you I spent today taking more cuttings and sowing some seeds.
I do have some roses to plant at some point so need to get my thinking cap back on.
Useless women infuriate me even more than useless men. An old neighbour used to say ' I can't do the grass, that's G*****'s job', I don't know how'. I said - 'but you can use a Hoover....' There really isn't that much difference.
She refused to put oil in her car too, because it was 'his' job. She nearly b*****ed the engine. Stupid tart.
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Full marks Verdi
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Tasks have to be shared. I can start all the mowers (and the shredder as long as the oil isn't too cold and thick), but can OH tell a weed from a desired plant or know when to prune what? Add to that his dislike of what he calls 'the wrong kind of dirt' (soil or compost) this leaves me with weeding and digging and pruning, OH with mowing and hedging
I don't like 'the wrong kind of dirt' either, but for me that's engine oil and mucky bits of metal. I hate the smell of metal
In the sticks near Peterborough
I'm so glad I started this thread. It's kind of gone off topic but it's very very funny!
Nut you are the voice of reason. My hub and I cherry picked the jobs we liked and divided the crud. He was an ox so he got the heavy stuff and I tended to hold the other end!
Meanwhile good old Cb who got all the stick, is the only one doing any gardening!!! The rest of us have descended to the realms of dozey bints and stupid tarts and spoilt madams!
B3 you need to knock that on the head right now! You don't want that kind of thing getting out of hand!
Hosta your husband has the patience of a saint! He's probably very glad you have so much land. You might suggest that he buy you a golf cart what with your dodgy knees and that. He can dispatch you off to the other end for some peace and quiet!
PP I'm usually more I inclined to knock him on the head but we gardeners are peaceful folk
Yes but while I wouldn't want to stereotype, my husband LIKES noisy machines. He's happy as Larry with a chain saw, extendible hedge trimmers and brush cutters. I can hardly lift them off the ground!