In spite of Wilson's recent exhortations against football, today he is mowing the lawn at the request of The Bees.
This is because they have a 'Big Match' soon, and they need to mark out their football pitch in good time.
W is making quite heavy weather of the mowing — and I can sort of see his point of view: he's not tall enough to reach the handle of the mower.
I expect that means I shall be doing it myself, as soon as I've had my morning coffee...
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