Are you Tony Martin or Tombs? No? Well piss off then, this wasn’t for you, it was for the two people who can feel my pain
Clearing some nettle and scrub patches in the west paddock late afternoon. Flail mower on the back of the tractor, going like a goodun. Sudden nasty noise. Hop off, have a shufti, no sign of anything untoward. Shrug, hop back on, fire it up again. Noise redoubles now accompanied by clouds of horrible smoke as the belts start to melt. Get it back to the workshop - I’ve only gone and run over a load of ancient subterranean barbed wire which is now wrapped round the flail like Beelzebub’s pubic hair. AARRGGH. Nearly TWO HOURS under there with torch and wire cutters and pliers. Fixed it in the end but my goodness was I ready for a glass of claret after that.
MUGGINS
Posted By: Old Git, Oct 6, 21:51:56
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