Originally Posted by An Thropologist:
“Such a glamerous life you have TK. Rubber shoes, rainy days and cow poo!
Actually I think they are slurry spreading where I am. I am at my Mum's where she is recovering from an op. There is a distinct fragrance inthe air which I assume comes from the fields nearby. They are out of sight but perhaps not out of whiff range. I actually quite like ...correction...don't mind the smell of cow dung.”
“Such a glamerous life you have TK. Rubber shoes, rainy days and cow poo!
Actually I think they are slurry spreading where I am. I am at my Mum's where she is recovering from an op. There is a distinct fragrance inthe air which I assume comes from the fields nearby. They are out of sight but perhaps not out of whiff range. I actually quite like ...correction...don't mind the smell of cow dung.”
Glamour isn't the word!
Slurry all out now. Don't mind the aroma either, I think it's like your own babies nappies don't offend you, but other people's babies are a bit yuck!
Hope your Mum is ok.
Originally Posted by twassington:
“We had the combine here today and the field of grain just up the hill got reaped. You could smell it! Mingled of course with the ever present whiff of cows.
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“We had the combine here today and the field of grain just up the hill got reaped. You could smell it! Mingled of course with the ever present whiff of cows.
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How's the foot? I've somehow managed to knacker my back, limping round very slowly yelping a lot. Grr! Did you have a nice time with your visitors?




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