About 12 or so years ago my Mum’s husband could no longer see to cut the grass. Mumdidn’t mind cutting it as she loves her grass and would rather cut it herslef than not have any. Unfortunatley Ferdi was a very old fashioned man and he felt that cutting grass was a man’s job, so he nagged and nagged to put paving slabs down eventually Mum gave in.

She always hated the paving but he was much happier now she wasn’t cutting grass. Well after he died Mum said that she would love her grass back so my husband volunteered to go and do it for her. We spent last weekend doing just that.

Cleaning the slabs

We unearthed colony after colony of ants under the slabs

Last few slabs to lift

Dug, trampled and levelled

Grass again