Let us spray

Or not as the case may be . . .
 
 
First thing this morning a valiant start was made to spray the field.  Something quickly went wrong as after a couple of runs he stopped on the far side, reversed into the centre tramline, and proceeded to tinker with parts of his equipment.  He resumed spraying but to no avail, packed up and went home.
 
Biskit on sleepover tonight.  He’s had two good walks, and I’m kn*******.