Tuesday in the Cotswolds.

Yeeees…. more power! Jeremy Clarkson’s Farm has been on in my home the last few nights, and I for one am having a blast with it. Funny, and informative. The presence of the pandemic, and the EU Brexit fiasco are both brought into sharp relief and the local farms all suffer from those events. Illuminating.

As of today I am most of the way through season two, with perhaps two episodes left, possibly three to round out season two. Once I get through the third season we will have to find something g else to watch. Could try going back to the Grand Tour, also on Prime. Or find something else entirely. I find my attention wavers quite a bit as of late if I am not 100% interested in the content I am watching. I could more easily watch some chosen by me YouTubers whom build things I’m more interested in.

Clarkson’s Farm hits because with my wife’s uncle now dead, the farming itself has become more close to us. So good to know an item or two, if only in passing. Not that I would be able to do more than shuffle a tractor about, or pull a trailer from one place on the farm to another while those more knowledgeable did the actual work. I’ll help where and how I can.

A very rainy Tuesday around these parts today. I slept poorly with some intestinal distress which woke the puppy up, who then decided he wanted to be up and awake at 3:00am and would not settle, nor stop whining, nor stop barking at shadows like an idiot. Not at my best today. Bit of a grump if I’m being honest. And on that bomb shell, ciao bella!