- Location
- Top of the Chilterns
It was the most beautiful evening today, and I'm just in from spraying. My evening was spent in my glass box, trundling up hill and down every 36 metres, admiring some spectacular views, at my favourite time of year.
But then I thought to myself actually, this is a bit rubbish. Might as well be watching it on TV, as the air con blasted away to keep the smell of chlormequat and moddus out of my nostrils, and the engine thundered away behind me.
All of which got me thinking- it's all a bit disconnected isnt it? I'd much rather have been admiring the view in silence, and in the fresh air. Ok, so take the spraying bit out of the equation, but if someone made an electric cabless tractor I'd have one in a heartbeat.
Didn't they say that sitting on one of those cultivators pulled by wires from traction engines, the only sound you could hear was the crisping of the stubble as it vanished into the furrow. I'd like that. Where can I buy one?
Oh dear, perhaps that aircon wasnt working so well after all...
But then I thought to myself actually, this is a bit rubbish. Might as well be watching it on TV, as the air con blasted away to keep the smell of chlormequat and moddus out of my nostrils, and the engine thundered away behind me.
All of which got me thinking- it's all a bit disconnected isnt it? I'd much rather have been admiring the view in silence, and in the fresh air. Ok, so take the spraying bit out of the equation, but if someone made an electric cabless tractor I'd have one in a heartbeat.
Didn't they say that sitting on one of those cultivators pulled by wires from traction engines, the only sound you could hear was the crisping of the stubble as it vanished into the furrow. I'd like that. Where can I buy one?
Oh dear, perhaps that aircon wasnt working so well after all...