Several years ago a neighbour of my mum's was cutting his large hedge with a pair of hand shears. He was about the age I am now; 71, I was 41 at the time. As I was using electric hedge cutters on my mum's hedge, I offered him their use. He politely declined, saying he preferred shears as it was 'very theraputic'. I thought silly old sod and carried on.
Thirty years on, I clean our brickweave drive by sitting on my backside using a very old kitchen knife and yard brush.
I often think of those wise words of my mum's neighbour when I'm doing this - !![]()
I cut and trimmed it virtually all the hedges on my parents' acre farm by hand when I was between jobs in my early 20s, and I loved it. So at peace with the world and myself.