Dig It.

Mrs Fart, & Miss Fart, both think that I am incapable of just about everything. The word "Hopeless", seems to get bandied about a lot. Well I now have a certificate of proficiency. True it is in the arts of operating a special machine of the tracked, wheeled or roller variety, and will cost me $37.20 x 3. But it says I have demonstrated adequacy & proficiency. Now I can rip up Mother Earth with the best of them. I know of a guy in Wellington could use a hand. A 40 tonne digger can do a real hole.