I admit that between long and sometimes unsociable working hours, smelly clothing and scruffy vehicles not to mention the proximity of his entire family to your living arrangments, farmers have not always been seen as the best catch in marriageable material. Except, of course, for those madly in love, after the road frontage or looking at baby livestock through rose tinted glasses. We’re 25 years married next week (eeek) so I thought it was good timing to show farmers can [...]
Brian and I were discussing recently how Sundays have changed since we were children, not to mention how Sundays have changed since we were PAYE workers. Regarding the latter, Sunday was either a day for decorating followed by a dinner in a local pub or a day to head to somewhere like the New Forest for a pub lunch and a long walk. When I was a student in the UK, I got a job in Sainsbury’s on Sunday mornings, [...]
About 14 years ago, I was teaching Communication Studies at a third level college. I brought a t-shirt into one seminar, asking students to discuss how they would regard a person wearing it as it bore the slogan “High Fertility, No Bull”. I didn’t show them the front which showed the logo of the Artificial Insemination company but as it happened, I don’t think they would have recognised the name anyway as none came from farms. Their interpretations were varied [...]
I went to the Royal Welsh Show for the first time on Monday. I’ve been to a couple of shows in the UK before: the Bath and West show many years ago when we lived over there, the Nantwich show about three years ago but this time I went with other women from the SE women in farming group and we went to see a few other things as well.
We travelled over by ferry which I was a bit apprehensive [...]
My blogging has been a bit erratic of late. I think of plenty of topics to write about, I have a list of titles and subjects, I’ve been meaning to tell you all about the “milk powder plot” for months. I’ve had good intentions to send out a newsletter for weeks. You know – you tell people you won’t bombard them with newsletters, no more than one a month on average but I reckon it could be six months since [...]