After getting home from work, I had about an hour to kill before I needed to get ready and go out. After making a start in my garden last week by getting rid of the tree in the back, I thought I'd tackle the front 'lawn'.

Before I had chance to sit down & let the feeling pass I went out to the shed, got the strimmer out & took it round to the front of the house. I plugged it in & turned it on, to motor kicked into life but the grass wasn't being cut. I unplugged it before turning it over & discovering I was out of line.

Please read this next sentence with a sarcastic tone of voice...

Oh what a shame, I'll have to leave it for another day.