Drat.

It was a pleasant morning.  MrsDB wanted to get on with her gardening but wasn't wanting to spend too much time cutting grass, she prefers planning and planting and stuff.  Imagine a lady in a strop.

I see my gardening role as managerial.  I'm happy to train, advise and oversee.  So I'll now relay our conversation - which took place over the screaming and whining of her Honda self-propelled mower...

Me, "Be careful when you go over the gravel in case you smash a window.  Switch the blades off (dearest)"

Her, "I'm not stupid.  I know what I'm doing".

I'll leave the rest of the conversation to your imagination...