Grass bagging and disposing what? Leave it.
A free mansion, forever all paid for (you'll never pay a penny to live in or maintain it), but it's infested with spiders which cannot be exterminated. Every morning you sit down to eat your curds and whey, a large spider sits down besides you and asks "Hey, what's in the bowl, bitch?" If you smash it, three more come asking the same. They're friendly spiders otherwise. Sometimes, they follow you around and refer to you as a Muppet.