Know the song ? One man went to mow, went to mow a meadow … OK so it is one woman here and not one man but other than that, spare a moment or two to think about mowing the lawn.
My dear late dad was a stickler for a straight line on the lawn. It was his life’s work – or that is how it felt to me, as a kid. Now that my boys have flown the nest, mowing the lawn is back down to my husband and me and today, for the first time in over ten years, I turned my hand to mowing the lawn. Well, if my dad is looking down on my efforts, I hope he can spot my attempts at a straight line. Lines are so much better than circular, in my humble opinion. And whilst you are concentrating on that, well, you don’t have much head space for anything else, so it is great for helping to forget about whatever else you had been worrying about up until then !! So, as the sun shines and the rain falls, let it grow, let it grow, let it grow !!
Judith Kerr, author of the wonderful Mog stories and also of “The Tiger who came to tea” and “When Hitler stole pink rabbit” was firmly on my bookcase as a child (and still today !!). She has sadly passed away, aged 95. You can read about her life in this obituary in The Guardian. Check out her books – lovely and warming. And hopefully many of my primary trainees (and perhaps their own pupils) will remember Mog’s Christmas Calamity !!