In our family, BB does the cooking and I do the gardening. Bill hates gardening and I'm a hopeless cook. He also has a dicky ticker and should take it easy. However, after my surgery I also was must take it easy. When we had the trees lopped we had some of the mulch left on the grass for us to spread. Now who was going to move it before it killed the grass and before it rained? "Brilliant BB" offered. So I supervised. I needed it on the pathway next to the vegie patch. Of course that was in a hard to get at place.At the top of our back garden.
Filling the barrow.
Down the steep hill.
Through the narrow gate (to stop the wallabies from eating the beans).
That done he went inside and made some cookies.
Then he cooked lunch
Ham and eggs.
Haven't I got a "Good Bloke"?