Yesterday evening.
Lusk, Fingal, County Dublin
Firefighters from Swords and Skerries stations at a baler and field fire.
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Yesterday evening.
Lusk, Fingal, County Dublin
Firefighters from Swords and Skerries stations at a baler and field fire.
The last person to ask me “Daddy, Can I Go Up On Top?” was pregnant 30 seconds later…
And is your daughter and little one doing well?
30 seconds, eh?
I know, enough time to do it twice, practically.
I’d kill for a pint of porter!
I do hope that nobody was hurt in this, and that the farmer did not lose the baler. That would set him back a stack of cash.
My Saw Doctors reference was made before this got very dark…..
Great laugh to see someone’s livelihood go up in smoke – pity there wasn’t a fatality for the punch line, eh?
Broadsheet [commenters, not the site itself, which would be an egregious misrepresentation on my part] primarily see rural folk as the object of mockery. Sympathy is reserved for the urban working classes and ethnic minorities.
Being of rural folk meself, and living in a farming community, my first concern was for life, then damage to the livelihood production machinery precisely because these are the primary concerns. The burning of the stalks on the ground is of little matter, as the primary crop has been gathered, and what is left would usually be ploughed into the ground before the next crop.
As a result, I do take exception at your very generalistic statement. I do understand dav’s point of view which, it seems to me, was not looking down on the farmer’s situation, but rather a commentary on the commenters.
That being said, I am not above making a pun when the opportunity arises.
Broadsheet edited my comment above to intentionally distort it – I meant of course Bodger and his pals.