How to cut the grass.

Decided to work with the grass strimmer, but found a mouse (or rat) had decided to eat the fuel primer bulb on the engine sometime during the winter. Had to buy a new one as the old strimmer was about 20 years old.
After a day of cutting grass and strimming, I reckoned I needed a soak. I had earlier found a forgotten bottle of bubbly in the boot room kindly provided by son Ben last year.
It's the only way to have a bath!