By about half past three yesterday afternoon the cut grass had dried out and the silage contractors returned to finish their work. The baler had only gone once round the field before a bearing went and he was broken down again! I was pretty frantic but the farmer (who after sixty years at the job is pretty used to everything to do with farming) took it in his stride and said it couldn't be helped.
They said they would return this morning by ten-thirty, although the farmer was doubtful that he would get it mended by then. However, it was a windy night so no dew and by nine this morning the grass was dry and by nine thirty the contractors turned up. Now it is all baled and wrapped, the contractors have gone and the farmer is leading the bales back to the store in the yard. He likes to get them in quickly because the crows and the rabbits both like to open up the plastic wrap to get at the contents, then he has to stick tape over the holes.
In the process of stacking them he has lost his penknife - an essential piece of farmer's hardware - so it is down to the Friday's only farm shop (market and cattle market day) to buy a new one.
He found time to take me down for our coffee meeting at The Post Horn and then - for the first time since I was ill- I took my shopping trolley and did my own shopping (up until this week the farmer has done the week-end shop with my list - I do have a major on line shop earlier in the week.)
I found the walking much easier than I anticipated and came home quite elated.
Last night's Buffet supper and talk by the author Gervaise Phynn was a most enjoyable night out - about one hundred and sixty people at a local pub - pleasant buffet meal and then a very amusing after-dinner speaker who kept us laughing non-stop for half an hour. And friend W took me and another friend E there in her new car, only collected a couple of hours earlier. Very posh.
Lunch today was fried bacon,tomatoes,eggs. sausage left over from yesterday's lunch and beans. More like breakfast really but at the end the farmer said 'I really enjoyed that!' - praise indeed from a man who is not all that forthcoming with praise (but then what Yorkshireman is?)