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from "Liz" contains these words:

Last week while strimming, safety conscious as ever, I wore my mask with
smugness, before jostling with the Trophy Mums to pick up my kid from
school. I thought they were giving me an even wider berth than usual, then
realised i was coated neck-to-toe in a fine slug and nettle puree....

LOL. It's surprisingly hard to get off your skin, too :-) The Trophy
Mums (what they?) would have been steering even wider, if you owned a
dog. The addition of high-velocity dogpooh to the fine green puree worn
by strimmer devotees, adds a tang which turns heads. Always keep your
mouth closed while strimming.

I'm currently decorated with indelible black spots up to my elbows,
after painting several square metres of trellis on a rather breezy day.

Janet.