By 10am I had bagged up 3 large black bin liners of dried out grass. Hubby did another quickly when it threatened to rain. The birds are delighted that we have turned over the grass and exposed more bugs and worms.
I then squeezed some of the ugliest lemons "this side of the black stump" - as my friend Janet would say. One litre of lemon juice, for the use thereof. That, as they say, is a thing of great beauty!