Silly bugger me.


Mowing the house paddock last year with the big Victa was a job and a half and I picked a 40 degree day to do it coz one of the kids saw a snake and the missus said I had to clear up the play areas.

That included the house paddock which is roughly an acre in size and usually cropped short by a horse or 3 but last year we hadnt got the neddies to mow the grass so it was a few feet high and bloody thick.

No real obstacles to speak of except for a bit of 2 inch pipe with a screw cap on it that leads to an old underground farm fuel tank.

A few years ago I painted it fluro orange so I didnt mow the thing but this year it seems some funny bugger had painted it sherwood green...................

Now youd have thought id have spotted it being extra carefull after running over a few snakes while mowing but I didnt see the bugger and tried to mow it.

End result?

1 x buggered cutting disc

1 x missing blade, parted company from the cutting disk (Tore clean out, took the bolt with it) and stuck fast 2 inches in the nearest tree.

1 x oldest son with a sore bum for painting the fuel plug green.


BRRRRRRRRRR Rattle rattle rattle PTUI! rrrrrrr cough cough cough................. Silence.......... Creak mutter mutter NOW where did that %#$*&^%$# blade go?