A Baleful Look.

When i was a lad the bales were much smaller and could be lifted onto a trailer to 6 high with a pitchfork. We made a few quid in the summer helping out at 'baling time' and we were allowed to drive the tractor and when the trailer was full it was roped up and we would ride back to the farm on the top of the bales. The 'elf and safety' killjoys would have a 'duckfit' nowadays. Bloody Nanny State!!