Country Diary
Jan 29, 2020
3 minutes
January used to be one of my favourite months. My natural indolence is nurtured by a slowdown of work on the farm. The cattle have settled into their winter routine. Rather like children at school, calves have already had whatever was going to give them pneumonia. And their mothers are still a few months away from calving again.
The arable job has been well and truly put to bed; there is no point
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