I have complained about this before, but today was the straw that broke the tyger’s back. Fecking Farmers. Now before I start, let me just say, dismissing me as a dimwit townie will not wash. I spent many of my formative years living and working on farms. My parents are both farmers. I still work loosely in the agricultural world. I’m hardly a cityboy in a pinstripe, ok?
Why on earth was a farmer cutting back the hedges at 8.45 am on a Monday morning? This involved some huge piece of ostentatious machinery blocking one side of a major arterial road. Painted yellow, like some enormous mechanical canary, the bloody thing was causing a major tailback of pissed-off commuters. None of us actually want to go to work you know? We’d all rather be curled up with our significant other, not sat in some queue on a damp and cold winter morning. Have a heart you welly-wearing bastards.
Yeah, yeah, I know farmers maintain the order and appearance of the countryside, but come on, quarter-to-nine on a workday?
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He might have been thinking he got up at 5 in the morning and you should have done likewise LOL.