Why is it that some days just STINK? Today I have discovered that I have grey mound on my lettuce, end rot on the courgettes, cabbage root fly on the entire brassica crop, my cheese failed and my best bt nanny has decided that she will probably not last the night (I have different ideas on that score and have decided that she just needs keeping in with plenty of hay and water).
Is there a greater 'being' sitting on the cloud above my house thinking, " she looks far too happy, we'll just throw a few things her way"?
I am currently sitting drowning my sorrows with last years rhubarb and gorse flower wine...tomorrow might be better (except for the thumping headache at milking time I guess

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(Oh...and...I totally blew my diet on a mint aero!!)