I spent all morning with the nippers at pre-school. Yes, it was our day to clean the schoolyard and weed the gardens and make the place look immaculate. You know, so more leaves can fall tonight. And the possums will presumably do their best to redefacate the place before Monday.
Honestly, it makes you wonder. If you don't 'volunteer' for the cleaning duty at least once a year they slap an additional $60 on your bill. I'm obviously in the wrong business.
So, we got the rakes out and the blower. I have never used one of these things before (the blower, I mean) not least because I can see no point to them, also because it strikes me as lazy, and also I have an eye to the environment too, as well as people who like to sleep in on a Saturday morning without the roar of a bellowing machine outside their bedroom window.
The blower is like a wild beast. It blows like a thing possesed but all it does is redistribute the leaves somewhere else, from whence they will blow back once the wind gets up. I know this because the wind works like a leaf blower, unless I'm much mistaken.
Strangely, there seem to be plenty of people out there who are willing to fork out money to buy these useless machines. I assume they will be husbands who want to look busy when the wife is prowling, men who like something that throbs in their hands and looks like a big gun, and oil company executives who'd smile because your blower guzzles liquid faster than a wino given the keys to Chateau Mouton de Rothschild's cellars.
Well, I suppose at least it gave the nippers something to do, jumping in all those leaves and possum dung. I suspect though they will soon go down with an exotic disease called Possum Leaferia Spot for which the medical people will demand a fee in excess of the monthly mortgage on a $4million house.
But then at least I've saved $60.
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