Morning all from a 'Wet Worcestershire Workhouse'
Quite heavy rain during the night here, hopefully most of the farms have already cut their fields, all the villagers have been out with scythes and there are 'stooks' in most of the fields. some farmers have even got those new fangled balers.
We'll start this morning some music from a composer who lived a t Broadheath near the big city (Worcester):- Edward Elgar's 'Pomp and Circumstance.
Footnote:- <<<sigh>>>> Once upon a time ALL Worcestershire lads were 'hard'. They'e think nothing of drinking Special Brew all night then getting up early to do 12-15 miles at 8min/mile pace, or drinking farmhouse cider by the barrel all night and then waking with a spring in their step and cyling 14.47 miles in under an hour averaging 15.5 mph back to where they'ed left their car (when where they'ed left thecar had been remebered!) Sadly it seems that ONLY the latter still happens!!!!
