It took me a small age to find the battery for the lawnmower and the strimmer, then another small age to find the chargers for those batteries.
Electric lawnmowers is the bees-knees, no wires. Given it's quite old and ununsed for a while, I was a bit surprised the battery lasted for the epic session (it needed mowing about, erm, three weeks ago). I only did it because it was starting to look like my wife's hair.
I kind of wish my mouth hadn't said that though, she's getting tetchy about it. It's not like we're going out anywhere.
Our gardeners turn up mob-handed. Or at the moment, it seems, don't turn up. Not that they've told us.