"She disliked gardening, thinking it an English affectation,

and watched with disdain as her husband struggled with the lawnmower.  In France, grass simply grew."
(from a novel by Sebastian Faulkes)

Alas!
No more does 'grass simply grow' in France.
Of course not.
Poisonous habits move from West to East,
and noisy sit-on mowers are irresistible to males,
even in France.
In Ireland the upwardly mobile and fat
even mow the roadside verges,
thus reducing more and more the hedgehog-habitat.