Wednesday, December 07, 2022

nineteenth nervous tractor breakdown




Not sure where the tractor was to be honest. I'm suggesting it was in the barn again being tickled back to life or, sitting outside in the rain slowly rotting away.

Meanwhile we were in Bhaltos walking the white sands and wondering if the rain over the hills would reach us soon. It did. Of course it did.
 

2 comments:

Harvey said...

Was that a Wurzels’ B-side. Cracking title.

Andrea Ingram said...

Ha! Should have been. :-)