Posie's Blog. Tales of island life on a hebridean hill farm

Posie's Blog. Tales of island life on a hebridean hill farm

Monday, 17 January 2011

An Irish Jig....

The happy Farmer arrived home in much better spirits than expected. In fact there was a huge grin on his weather beaten face as he recalled the afternoon’s events.

The happy farmer had duly arrived at Farmer T’s welcoming kitchen. Farmer T could be found sat in his kitchen having coffee, following several visits from busy farmers already. Several cups of coffee later, and the whole farming world was put to rights, and the two ambled out into the storms to see if they could locate a spare tractor tyre. Farmer T took the quad bike and the happy farmer took the jeep to go round the farm yard.  Farmer T made off towards the lower yard with the happy farmer following behind in the comfort of his jeep. The happy farmer then watched as a ‘jacketless’ Farmer T, having been soaked in the tail end of a shower, was pelted with great golf balls of hail stones which proceeded to fire from the skies above. Of course Farmer T’s new jacket happened to be lying in his tractor back at the shed. Eventually the quad bike sped off back in the direction of the shed, and the happy farmer found his friend, sat in his tractor cab, soaked to the skin and cursing, still not a tractor tyre in sight.

The two farmers finally re emerged from the shed and managed to locate the spare tractor tyre. Farmer T stood the tyre up and was busy inspecting it when there was an almighty clash of thunder, which made him jump a foot in the air. Having just managed to regain his composure, there was a flash of lightening followed by more thunder, followed by more jumps from Farmer T.

The happy farmer much later, a huge grin on his face, gleefully recalled what he could only describe as Farmer T’s new take on the old Irish jig, as his friend  leapt into the air several times, all the while holding onto the tractor tyre, as the thunder roared from above, the happy farmer bent double and speechless as he watched on helplessly.

Jig over, the tyre was loaded into the back of the jeep and one happy farmer sped off down the road, managing the school run on the way home, having thoroughly enjoyed his afternoon’s entertainment at Farmer T’s.

Until next time….

8 comments:

Pipany said...

Glad to here it all ended well Posie. Hope you have a good week x

Elizabethd said...

What weather!
Poor farmer T..it must have been a bit of a shock for him!

mollygolver said...

Gosh Posie, those hail stones sounded horrendous. You can guarantee when you leave your coat behind, it will inevitably tip down. Glad the tyre got replaced and your Happy Farmer is back in business again. Btw thanks so much for your comments on my site. Roasting bags are a brilliant idea - there is a Lakeland shop in Shrewsbury and we're going on Wednesday so one for my shopping list.

Fennie said...

Sounds as though Jove was angry and casting thunderbolts. What made him angry? The plangent whine of the quad bike? Anyhow the tractor tyre is there, I await the next instalment of the saga - fitting the tyre.

Pondside said...

So much for getting it all arranged in shelter - what a day! I hope there was hot soup waiting for your farmer when he got home.
I thought I was following you - did the 'follow' business - then wondered why there were no new posts and came over for a look. Two new posts! I've tried to follow again, and this time, I think I've done it properly so that I won't miss any more posts.
Those mountains..........

bayou said...

Dear Posie, I thought that it must be a big job to put a tractor wheel on!
I love the picture of the Highlander cow on the right with its hair blowing. Will i ever have one of those gorgeous creatures?

Preseli Mags said...

Never a dull moment! I'm glad it made the happy farmer happy. What fun!

jane said...

How unpredictable the weather can be- leading to unsuspected circumstances - I love Highland cows too - I have a picture of them on the wall above my computer which I bought in a antique/junk shop - but I can't remember where - I think it could have been in Devon x