Muckspreader Once, Muckspreader Twice
My return to the Arkleby boheme has been immeasurably softened by the sudden appearance of Cumbria at its early spring finest: warm sunshine and hazy light between the Solway and the mountains, as if the heat and thunder of high summer are imminent. But this is a new start, not a return. Though some things remain unchanged: I have just looked out across the fields and seen Sheep-Fighting Man's muckspreader sail merrily past my windows, flinging lumps of ordure high in the air.
Gee but it's great to be back home . . .
Gee but it's great to be back home . . .
posted by Nick at 4:36 pm
4 Comments:
Surely the "little beast" is bound to appear soon as well!
Eleanor, the Small Beast-66 is indeed cavorting in the fields outside my window as I write this . . .
Muckspreading on Bank Holiday weekends is compulsory for all Cumbrian farmers, particularly on fields adjoining holiday property. He must be getting some training in.
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