Foot in Mouth?

When our heavy big flymo finally fell to bits a few weeks ago, the Butler/garden labourer decided to take the opportunity to get a smaller, lighter model (hope this doesn't give him ideas about replacing me!) which would be easier on his back.

In a moment of foolish honesty, I remarked that it looked so light I would probably be able to help with the mowing as I did long ago! Silly silly woman!