Victa revival day
Jayne started to mow the lawn with our push mower this morning but we’ve neglected the it (the lawn) for a couple of weeks too long and it was too thick for the little Flymo to get through. I was prepared to hack my way through it all (and take four hours to do it, probably) but Jayne pulled out her Dad’s old Victa Concorde from the back of the shed and suggested we give that a try.
It’s been in storage for 15 years but seemed in good nick, so she filled it up with some petrol (also 15 years old) and tried to crank it over. No good.
Five minutes later I came out to give it a try … and on the third go it coughed, spluttered and turned over! I gave it another go and vrooooommmmmmmm - we were in business. Too easy!
It cut through our clover- and bindi-covered lawn like a knife through butter. They don’t make ‘em like they used to.
