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NASH DASH UPDATE 5
16 July 2012
Day Five: Poole to Guernsey to Dol-de-Bretagne. In truth today was going to be the most odd and tiring day despite ironically not having to cover many miles or should that be kilometres on our B414. All in all we felt fairly lethargic and very tired for when it came to check in for our 5am crossing on Condor ferries to St. Malo. The van was required to go through customs yet rather embarrassingly and pathetically we struggled to open or find the opening latch for the van bonnet. After a few confused glances and gazes we got aboard the ferry with people probably believing their eyes are almost certainly deserting them.
NASH DASH UPDATE 4
14 July 2012.
Day Four: Frome to Poole Port Tuesday would be the first day for our newly initiated member – Jim Barber from Doncaster.
Nash Dash Update 3
13 July 2012.
Day Three: Little Kineton to Frome James opted for the first leg of the day although in hindsight he would happily passed the baton to another member of the crew if he only knew what lay in store. So far on the journey we had been relatively fortunate in relation to the weather; although a bit on the cool side we hadn’t yet suffered from ‘where’s the cab syndrome’. The day was in the words of Tony a pleasant one until the deluge set in just as we made inroads into the Cotswolds.
NASH DASH UPDATE 2
4 July 2012.
Day Two: Radcliffe-on-Trent - Little Kineton. It was fair to say we hadn’t had the most relaxing and comfortable night’s sleep in our tents. This was primarily due to Tony’s naivety when it came to the purchase of sleeping bags; despite having experienced various inclement and disappointing summers he opted for the cheapest and thinnest he could source culminating in a freezing nights’ sleep. On the other hand perhaps most importantly the Scooby was chuffed with his spot on the airbed.
NASH DASH UPDATE
3 July 2012.
Day One: Wroot to Radcliffe-on-Trent Bleary eyed and a little worse for wear is perhaps an apt description of how the Nash Dash team felt following a casual evening at the Cross Keys. Although there is seemingly little a mug of tea and a bacon sandwich cannot solve.
First Lambs
21 March 2012.
As I write this my first lambs of the spring are standing up and having their first feed. They must have been born at about 6.30am, as while we were getting up my little girl Lili ran out to the shed to see if there were any lambs and then came running in shouting “There’s lambs! There’s lambs!” I was certain she was joking, as they were only due to start lambing on that day and it seemed a bit unlikely that some would arrive as punctually as that.
The Joys of tractor travel
1 March 2012.
Some of you may know that not so long ago I wrote a book about my travels around Wales on my Massey Ferguson 35. Recently a photographer from the ‘Wales on Sunday’ newspaper came to photograph me with the tractor, as they are writing an item about my book. Now for me, pretty much every day is a bad hair day, but today was even worse than normal, as I hadn’t slept well and it was blowing a gale outside, so the old home trimmed barnet was well and truly out of control, and I didn’t stand a chance of looking even vaguely human in the pictures.
Health and safety
18 December 2011.
Last weekend I spent an amusing half hour towing my two children around the field with my tractor. One child was on a pedal go-cart, and the other, towed behind that was on a toddler’s pedal tractor. They absolutely loved it, and I made sure that the field was flat enough that they couldn’t run forward into the back of the tractor (which had a box load of muck on the back!) However, when I saw some walkers watching from the gate I started to wonder if I really should be using a tractor to drag kids around a field with. Who knows what those passers-by thought – did they think ‘what a funny little family scene’, or did they think I was crazy and irresponsible?
Logsplitting
24 November 2011.
I like to burn firewood – it’s more of a sustainable product than coal (especially now that coal tends to be imported from overseas) plus it is cleaner to burn. However so much handling is required with firewood that it has ended up being costly stuff to buy, and very time consuming if you cut, dry and split your own. Up until fairly recently we used to be able to buy fallen timber for a small fee from nearby government owned forests. However due to some bureaucratic nonsense or other, this is no longer allowed.
Creepy Crawlies
13 September 2011.
Due to the warm wet weather that we had in the summer of 2011 the grass grew well and the horses grew too fat. I had to bring them in off the grass for a spell each day in order to limit their intake.Current Issue: June 2013
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