We live in a cluttered world, where there are billions of sounds and images. That landscape is also filled with the cancer that is social media, a mainstream media that struggles to display journalistic integrity and a general public that is sometimes disconnected from hard truths.
But sometimes one clear voice has the power to cut through.
In a year where everything has gone to hell in a handbasket, one could be forgiven for having a pessimistic outlook on life. But from a totally unexpected source, my perspective on the farming future in this country has been given a significant boost thanks to the optimism and enthusiasm of three young boys.
During the winter months, farmers often have more time for maintenance and planning than they do at other times of the year. Yet they often forget and neglect maintaining the single most important piece of equipment on-farm – themselves.
I must admit to being one of those farmers.
JABBA: Just Another Bloated Bullshit Acronym.
One of the best things to come out of lockdown was the chance to catch up with some old friends for a belated opening weekend of duck shooting.
Never, ever in our wildest nightmares could anyone have imagined what a whirlwind this covid-19 outbreak means for our world.
Borders closing, self-isolation, panic buying and business uncertainty are all now our reality even before we head into the unknown territory that is a total lock-down. It is still difficult to comprehend all that is happening during these testing times.
Summer safe. It used to be a short phrase everyone in the farming community could relate to.
Fortunate farmers lived in pockets of the country where summer rain rolled through regularly to keep grass growing, crops thriving and water stocks replenished.
We have all read, listened to and watched the man-made climate change debate rage on until many of us can not stomach it any more.