The neighbours are such avid weeders, that they form a congo line to do so each weekend.
Mother, Father and Son each take a pole position at the start of their front lawn and methodically work their way towards the kerb, picking out weeds as they go. If other relatives are visiting, they also take part.
This activity starts at 8.00am and finishes no later than 10 (the backyard must be weeded from 10am).
The trio carry a plastic bucket each, colour co-ordinated to their gardening outfits. One wears blue, one red and another yellow.
Although I have no evidence of this, I am fairly confident that they also place the ants, black beetles and ladybirds that they come across into their buckets.
They really like to control nature. So much so, that each day at 4pm the front lawn is raked of leaves. You can set your watch by it, then race inside to watch 'I Dream of Jeannie'.
Nothing has changed in 40 years. Except we now have AstroTurf and leaf blowers. Perhaps I should place some brochures in their mailbox? They could allocate any time saved to their gutter maintenance programme.
I definitely think you have a Stepford Wives street!! I much prefer chaos to order, I could never be someone who did the same thing every day or on set days of each week. I mow the lawn when it needs it - or when I need it (I love getting out in the garden sometimes)! Hence my house (and life)is a mixture of disorganised and organised all at once!
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