Just when you think you can't.....turns out you can!

I had a husband once who not so jokingly called me 'The Ditch Witch'. He learned to do it from further and further away and was heard to complain that I had arms like a shearer as he finally disappeared into the distance.
There is nothing, nothing like digging a decent hole. OK, a decent woodpile comes a close second.
The sense of satisfaction of a job well done and  having what ever needs burying, buried is something that only those who have done it can appreciate. Well done you. Ditch Witches unite!