Cutting the grass on these seven acres is a bit like painting the Sydney Harbour Bridge: I finish at one end, only to start at the other end all over again. How much land does a man need?
Perhaps I should've read up on it before I bought this place in 1993. Perhaps I should've read Tolstoy's not-so-short story which, in typical War-and-Peace fashion, may not be quite short enough to hold your attention - click here - so here's something a bit more entertaining:
Yes, indeed, six feet from his head to his heels was all he ever needed.
