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The grass grows at such a furious rate, the boys and I went looking for the mowing equivalent of my older son: “big, sturdy and reliable”. ‘Not like his brother’, the shop owner sneered, looking at the younger son, who was doing a very good impersonation of a delicate Victorian child, with his arm in a sling.

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