Our lane is now closed to all but residents of the lane (5 families in its whole two mile length) for the next three months as they fit a new gas main down its entire length. This has not meant a great disruption but there are stretches where one has to drive slowly on the grass verge as the road is taken up by fencing and machinery - and that verge is getting more muddy by the day.
But today even more disrupting was the fact that our friend and neighbour A found that his 'muck' tank was full to overflowing and so he hired the big machine to spread it on the fields - our fields as well as his own. And slowly but surely the smell has permeated the whole house. As his farm, and most of our fields, are all on the West side of the house and the gale is blowing in from the West, there is no respite.
But then I suppose that is what farming is all about isn't it?