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Songsheet

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Took the camera out with me this morning for the usual mutt mooch and in spite of all the current hassles (not least my pa-in-law suffering from the dreaded big C in our local hospice and fading daily..), I find this view usually gets me balanced again - even in a tearing gale! No sign of the horses, as they are behind Ham Copse, the wood away to the back left in the first pic, just about the furthest field from this point!

Looking down towards the Farm
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What great views. Shame I never have a camera on me to record the amazing views I get when riding in the campo.
 
what horror HT?

a nice place to be.
where is this, and how much land belongs to the farm, Songsheet?
(we ourselves own about 15 acres here in A., but we have rented it)
 
:lol: HT!

I'm just looking out of my office window, HT, at all our 'odds & sods' ie all the dry cows (about 20), Ashley the Hereford bull, Blue, TooBlue and the other beefers/calves, as Phil & I just spent an hour putting electric fencing up around the yards and silage pits to allow them free run to act as mobile strimmers. They're all sleek and shiny and enjoying the new grass and weather and there's no immediate Death on the horizon for any of 'em!

The farm's just over 130 acres, Wasser and it's situated to the north of the Vale of Taunton, Somerset - the South West of England. While I own the farm itself, there's a Farm Business Tenancy on the whole, an extension of Phil's own dairy farm which you can just make out in the centre of the bottom pic. The partnership works well, as the needs of the horses are always given first priority but in fact they don't impact too badly on the seasonal routine - the critical March - May period finds the mares away foaling, so there are no demands on the fields needed for silage.

It's funny but I never, ever thought I would 'own' my own farm and the weird thing is, I still don't - I really do know now what 'landowners' mean when they say they're merely custodians. That may sound really pretentious and prissy and it is difficult to get the meaning right but it's certainly true as far as I'm concerned. Land is a privilege - very different to the way I feel about my house....

eR, EXCUSE ME, GOTTA GO...

"OI! You there - peasant - get orff my land..........." :P
 
Really, Songsheet is a fifty-eight year old, eighteen stone, unemployed market porter called Bert who lives in a one bedroom council flat in Bethnal Green.

That's the problem with the internet...
 
Originally posted by BrianH@Jun 8 2005, 12:51 PM
Really, Songsheet is a fifty-eight year old, eighteen stone, unemployed market porter called Bert who lives in a one bedroom council flat in Bethnal Green.

That's the problem with the internet...
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It took me a couple of seconds there to realise it's too different photo's Dim. I thought, bloody hell, HUGE sheep or small ponies... :shy:
 
Really, Songsheet is a fifty-eight year old, eighteen stone, unemployed market porter called Bert who lives in a one bedroom council flat in Bethnal Green.

That's the problem with the internet...
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:lol: :lol: Damn, why can no-one ever keep a secret these days?

Interestingly, I think at least one person on here hoped that was in fact the case when they sent an unexpected visitor to check me out a few months back!!!
 
Originally posted by Dave G@Jun 8 2005, 01:27 PM
It took me a couple of seconds there to realise it's too different photo's Dim. I thought, bloody hell, HUGE sheep or small ponies... :shy:
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Dave, as Father Ted (holding up toy sheep) told Dougal in the caravan "These are small. Those" (pointing at real sheep in the distance) " are far away". :lol:
 
Originally posted by Songsheet@Jun 8 2005, 01:34 PM
Interestingly, I think at least one person on here hoped that was in fact the case when they sent an unexpected visitor to check me out a few months back!!!
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We need to know more...
 
Last weekend it was cold as a witch's tit and looked like this


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Today we have this, possibly even better


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Brian, if he'd resembled Mike Delfino, he'd still be chained to a wall of what is called the Dark Barn, forced into carnal servitude several nights a week...
 
The weather was so good here in brum it was possible to actually inhale without coughing!!
 
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