Bloody Hell it’s wet. Working on some heavy old clay at Hickstead and the water is just sitting on the surface. Aquaplaning in a tractor in a field is an odd sensation. Sort of slow motion banana skins. Looking out of the window now and it’s…… raining.
I always said I would never use FB, had no interest and couldn’t care less. Obviously I have now carried out a 180deg about turn on this and am now signed up. However I really have no idea how it is supposed to work, ok I can send friend requests, I can read what people are up to, but there are so many functions and buttons to click on I get completely lost. It is supposed to be a business tool, but I am pretty sure no one is reading anything I write. Maybe I need to write something outrageous to see if anyone is paying attention, something like……
Quiche. I had it for my supper, with salad, voluntarily, and I liked it. I LIKE QUICHE. There we go, now maybe now somebody will pay attention.
After getting attacked by a blackthorn bush yesterday and spending most of the day in A&E with a leg like a puff adder, Rob, I hope you are feeling better and they can get it out on Friday.
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