I've got a half a tonne of raspberries to organise the picking of as well as all of the other stuff we're producing at this time of year.
For me, its a long way to travel for a weekend in the woods.
I'd love to meet more of the gang though....
Me too, I'd love to meet more of the gang.
Unfortunately I can't go to the Moot either.
You see, I work on a really cruel farm where they whip you to get you out of the barn before sunrise. First job is to go around the farm kicking the trees to wake the birds up, then we have to take the Chickens a cup of tea and toast after which they slave drive us all day in the fields.
We don't get fed but luckily the kind eastern europeans throw us bread and raw potatoes over the fence. Sometimes they pass us cigarettes through the wire. The horses and ponies in the farm next door pass us polo mints now and again which is a treat we all look forward to.
At the end of the dayshift they whip us back to the barn after sunset. Then they have us making raspberry jam all night until it's time to go out and wake the birds up.
You should see the luxury the chickens get to live in though...
Work and kids. Summer hols ya know! Plus I had this cunning plan with all the mods being away, to be really naughty. Grahams ruined that plan now.
The coup's postponed then?...
