I have to say I hate my lawn mower lmao it's a Rottweiler of a thing and pulls me aling screaming lmao!!!!! As for wellies full green is so boring I have x3 pairs.... 1 x. Ankle boot for summer lol with chillies on from a reputable "back door" boot company , x1 blue with white horses for woodland walks and fashion wear as they have a slight heel ( yes I know they were a Xmas present) and my old fave pair that despite the grotty appearance and to be honest smell I refuse to throw out as they have my name on them!!!! Bizarre but also a Xmas present lmao.... A girl can never have to much waterproof footwear lmao
I just wish I could get wellies on! My insteps are so high that I can only get wellies on if they're about 3 sizes too big, which means that they're much too big
I used to have a real problem when I rode regularly - could never get the cheaper rubber long riding boots on - had to have the really expensive ones with zips
Total PITA
Nothing to do with sexism just awkward feet
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
I cant get wellies on, my calves are too big, i used to have to cut wellies down the side! Have discovered the short ones now
I dont have any old gardening books either, sorry
I do have to say that i didnt find it difficult to get gardening jobs, despite the fact i had no qualifications or experience, so, in general people arent sexist about who does their garden. I did however struggle to keep the jobs- but that was cos i was rubbish!
PLEASE SOMEONE MAKE THE VERY VERY VERY LAST MESSAGE ON THIS OUTRAGEOUS SEXIST BLOG SUBJECT AND LET ME GET BACK TO THE BREAKFAST POTS, IV GOT THE TWIN TUB TO LOAD AND GET THE MANGLE OUT THE SHED FOR HEAVENS SAKE ,I,LL NEVER GET INTO THE GARDEN,
*takes cover* Seriously though,it just shows how times have changed - well hopefully they have. Any kind of sexist stereotyping,in fact stereotyping full stop,is unhelpful and many of the best gardeners around today are women. Judging a person's ability based on gender is rather presumptuous and should be avoided. In my case I do most things around the house 'and' garden but that's because I'm a carer for Mrs Fish. I do all the cooking,washing up etc but its things like dusting where I struggle. Not so much being able to lift the duster as recognising when it needs doing
I have only ever worked in male orientated jobs and I have to say nothing beats cracking up on site at 02:00 to attend a break down that the on site engineers couldn't repair to be positively scoffed at as you roll up the legs and arms of your overalls as they're much too long.
To be asked "when is the real engineer turning up?" And "what do they expect you to do with it?" By 6ft many inches of belly and pie.
To smile sweetly and ask if he'd be a real sweetie and carry my tool bag as it's much too heavy for me and watch him (as we walk what feels like miles through a hot and dusty factory) turn into a purple sweaty mess struggling with this tool bag even though you know you only need three or four tools from it.
To tell him he's such a strong chap and you're sooooo grateful as he mutters and slinks off for a cold drink.
To repair the unit within two hours and waltz past his office same tool kit in hand swinging it like a pint of milk waving as you go past.
It took them three months to find the two bricks left by the unit that I kept in my toolbox when it was in the van to stop it sliding back and forth and generally rattling around.
Not bad since they assured me the unit was oilled weekly!
Fishy - funny you mention dusting. My partner is in charge of the vacuum cleaner as I *hate* using it as it pulks my back. He's wonderful and does a great job but give him a duster and only the table top gets any attention!
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I have to say I hate my lawn mower lmao it's a Rottweiler of a thing and pulls me aling screaming lmao!!!!! As for wellies full green is so boring I have x3 pairs.... 1 x. Ankle boot for summer lol with chillies on from a reputable "back door" boot company , x1 blue with white horses for woodland walks and fashion wear as they have a slight heel ( yes I know they were a Xmas present) and my old fave pair that despite the grotty appearance and to be honest smell I refuse to throw out as they have my name on them!!!! Bizarre but also a Xmas present lmao.... A girl can never have to much waterproof footwear lmao
I just wish I could get wellies on! My insteps are so high that I can only get wellies on if they're about 3 sizes too big, which means that they're much too big
I used to have a real problem when I rode regularly - could never get the cheaper rubber long riding boots on - had to have the really expensive ones with zips
Total PITA
Nothing to do with sexism
just awkward feet 
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
I dont have any old gardening books either, sorry
I do have to say that i didnt find it difficult to get gardening jobs, despite the fact i had no qualifications or experience, so, in general people arent sexist about who does their garden. I did however struggle to keep the jobs- but that was cos i was rubbish!
PLEASE SOMEONE MAKE THE VERY VERY VERY LAST MESSAGE ON THIS OUTRAGEOUS SEXIST BLOG SUBJECT AND LET ME GET BACK TO THE BREAKFAST POTS, IV GOT THE TWIN TUB TO LOAD AND GET THE MANGLE OUT THE SHED FOR HEAVENS SAKE ,I,LL NEVER GET INTO THE GARDEN,
Come on now ladies,back behind that kitchen sink
*takes cover* Seriously though,it just shows how times have changed - well hopefully they have. Any kind of sexist stereotyping,in fact stereotyping full stop,is unhelpful and many of the best gardeners around today are women. Judging a person's ability based on gender is rather presumptuous and should be avoided. In my case I do most things around the house 'and' garden but that's because I'm a carer for Mrs Fish. I do all the cooking,washing up etc but its things like dusting where I struggle. Not so much being able to lift the duster as recognising when it needs doing
I have only ever worked in male orientated jobs and I have to say nothing beats cracking up on site at 02:00 to attend a break down that the on site engineers couldn't repair to be positively scoffed at as you roll up the legs and arms of your overalls as they're much too long.
To be asked "when is the real engineer turning up?" And "what do they expect you to do with it?" By 6ft many inches of belly and pie.
To smile sweetly and ask if he'd be a real sweetie and carry my tool bag as it's much too heavy for me and watch him (as we walk what feels like miles through a hot and dusty factory) turn into a purple sweaty mess struggling with this tool bag even though you know you only need three or four tools from it.
To tell him he's such a strong chap and you're sooooo grateful as he mutters and slinks off for a cold drink.
To repair the unit within two hours and waltz past his office same tool kit in hand swinging it like a pint of milk waving as you go past.
It took them three months to find the two bricks left by the unit that I kept in my toolbox when it was in the van to stop it sliding back and forth and generally rattling around.
Not bad since they assured me the unit was oilled weekly!
Fishy - funny you mention dusting. My partner is in charge of the vacuum cleaner as I *hate* using it as it pulks my back. He's wonderful and does a great job but give him a duster and only the table top gets any attention!