Out and about today, impressing my city-bred boss with my countrywoman life skills (ie not stepping in cowpats or getting clothing snagged on barbed wire).

I almost felt sorry for my boss- it was such a lovely designer suit he was wearing when we started out this morning to inspect an old farm.

Today's highlight was undoubtedly the client making him open and close all the gates ("You can be my gate bitch").

My boss, the gate bitch. Generously coated in cow dung and held captive by barbed wire.

I had such a lovely day. ;-)