It's all fun and games until somebody loses an eye
Haytiming - it's a lot of years since I heard that expression - reminds me of scorching hot summer days (must have been 1976).
Me too, but then I don't mix much with farmers anymore!
If my mum had stayed in Cornwall she would have had to marry a farmer. But then she would't have had me.
My dad liked to think he was at one with the land. I wonder how he would have coped with being a farmer?
lucky for the both of you that your mum escaped, eh geoff?
Commenting by HaloScan
