Ragragrag

Another day ragworting up on Doug's farm. This stuff is endless! Three of us were pulling it from 9 to 4, and though if you looked back you could see the difference you'd made, if you looked forward this was the sight that greeted you. Although, perhaps without the guy in the foreground.

The only thing of note was the farmhand Herbie coming by for a chat. This guy's an amazing character - if you imagine 'farmer', he is the person that comes into your head. He's got the broadest westcountry accent ever, and it takes you about a minute to adjust yourself so that you can pick out the odd word, and every other word is either "feckin'" or "bleddyhell".

Had plans to watch films later, but too tired now.. more ragging tomorrow.