So lockdown has been kind to us in that we live in a lovely house in a lovely area and despite Emma having to shield, meaning technically no leaving the house, we live so rurally that we can walk around the lanes and fields nearby us without encountering other people. This field is only a few hundred yards from home and ordinarily for 10 months of the year it’s just an ordinary field with nothing much noteworthy of it, but for a couple of months a year the field bursts into colour and fragrance as the crop of choice for this particular field is rape. We like it.
Having done a little consultancy work for Sir James Dyson, in particular with his farming business interests I can tell you with some authority that this here is a field of spring barley. I’m told by a wise old farmer that this stuff can be made into beer! Which is kind of bonkers if you think about it!
Mark
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