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Brian , a couple of moves back we lived in a lovely house surrounded on 3 sides by sheep pasturage. Now, while I was never treated to direct defecation upon my floor, the immediate scent on opening a window was noticeable . This was a minor irritation. The farmer in charge of these flocking things was an early riser type. Have you ever been awoken by 300 sheep greeting a farmer? As a lightish sleeper I would often levitate 6 inches or so off of the bed each morn during the first couple of months. Not the most congenial of people was I during my breaking in period , I can assure you of that!
 
So you had a free delivery of steak, leather, bone, horn and fertiliser and you just let it walk away?

:-D
 
I note your location...

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Beautiful.

BugBear
 
On a more serious note, unless your workshop opens out directly on to pasture, somebody somewhere has an insecure field allowing the escape of livestock, which if it got onto a road could prove fatal for both man and beast.
Or they are simply not in control of their animals.
Also I suspect you would have a clean up claim against the owner of said cow if you can show his field was insecure.
 
As well as the previous emails comments there are also irresponsible members of the public who do not close gates after they have passed through them . A very common problem I'm afraid.
Russell
 
There's no need to throw such a strop about it. And at least it didn't hit the fan. I'll see myself out.
 
Brian.

It was just an early Christmas present, intended as a treat for your roses. :roll:

Take care.

Chris R.
 
How come Brian that when cows are in the open fields they create cow pats yet when in a woody workshop they go mad and spray everywhere? (hammer)

I apologise for laughing when I first read your post but I do feel for you, honestly :oops:

Regards Keith
 
Claymore":jvaxtivn said:
lol Cheers Keith.......can you imagine a waterbed full of diluted rubbish that suddenly decides to burst? not a pretty sight or smell.

:lol:

Now you can have a laugh on me. When I was a youngster I loved going to my uncle's farm and helping with the sheep and cattle. It was milking time and my uncle told me 'do not run in the dairy'. He started milking a cow but the old girl kept trying to kick him so he asked me to get a piece of rope hanging up at the end of the dairy to tie the cow's legs. Off I shot forgetting all the advice about not running, I slipped on the muck and skidded on my backside down the dung channel which was quite full :oops: Good training for the cresta run. My uncle couldn't stop laughing but my grandmother wasn't so amused because she had to take me home on the bus. For some reason nobody wanted to sit near us! :roll:

Regards Keith
 
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