Saturday, September 06, 2008

Rain stops play, again. And again and again and again...

The combine is having a rest as am I. The farm I'm working on at the moment accuse me of being like the Flump with the rain cloud over its head as it always seems to rain on the days I work there.

However there has been the odd glimpse of the sun leaving us with just over 300 acres left to harvest sometime before Christmas, we hope.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Pootle. That's the Flump you're after. Never met anyone less Pootle-like than Mab. Now, Frank Spencer, that's a different matter...