A dreadful smell or a sweet perfume?
Dear Friends, In my last blog I mentioned we had recently been on holiday with friends. We stayed in a self-catering cottage (a converted granary) on a farm. There were some lovely views and our neighbours included chicken, 2 horses, pigs and their piglets. One morning we woke to a dreadful stench as soon as we opened our bedroom window, and whichever room we went into, whether it was upstairs or downstairs, we were greeted with that same dreadful smell. It was, in my opinion, disgusting and outside the smell was just as bad. Now Jason, having been brought up on a farm, knew exactly the reason for the stink, (for me there's no other way to describe it!) the farmer had been muck-spreading, fertilising the ground, in good preparation for growing a good crop. To me, the smell was horrible (I think I've made that clear by now!) but I'm guessing the farmer didn't see it that way, he knew the purpose behind it, the reason why he needed to spread the foul-smellin...