Or perhaps just more stubborn, and too stupid to know the difference. Over the past two days, I’ve lugged 8 cubic metres of soil, 150 square metres of turf and a 15kg bag of Dynamic Lifter around, all in the name of making our back yard into a back lawn for the kids to play on.
Now, it’s time for a quick multiple choice question. After all this lugging, digging, hefting, spreading, laying down and intermittent grunting, does Alex have:
a) A verdant and pleasant back lawn?
b) Every muscle in his body no longer screaming at him, simply because they’re too hoarse from all the screaming?
The correct answer is, of course, c) Both. Ow.