Oh dear. She's doing something very dangerous. She's going to drive the mower..... She should be having coffee mornings, looking after the kittens, making scones and little cakes and doing some knitting. Wimmin- know your place!
Look you cheapskate - don't you know that high technology items like hover mowers are utterly beyond wimmins' capabilities? When it went "GRRRRRR THUNK FZZT!!" she probably thought a little polishing of the bodywork would suffice. When you're off playing in the MoD sandpit, employ a little man from the village to act as groundsman. Mrs L can bring him cups of tea and home baked cakes while he mops his rustic brow and gets on with the man's work......
PS - This is not supposed to be serious!
PPS - I have an orange 'turbo'(?) hover mower with grass box and I reckon it's the puppy's privates!!