I knocked a field of potential hay a week ago.I reckon that God sends at least a week every year to enable farmers here to make hay.This year would be no different I thought.
But then you have the weather forecasters to contend with.Their predictions were dire each day.Relying on the colour of the Sky each night and praying to my God I turned the hay each day until Thursday and then panicked in the face of the scientists weather reports and baled and wrapped it.
The Sky colour was favourable and my belief in God waned and boy was I wrong.Today Friday was a grand day and the hay would have wilted and dried enough to avoid wrapping it.
There you go.
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