Since the weather became dry, I have got back into being my old self again. God forgive me but it's fine today so I am working on the smallholding. I know you shouldn't really work on a Sunday, but if it's fine, you make hay while the sun shines, don't you? Any road. I am back into my old routine. I get out of bed at 6.30 and it's off we go. Ten O'clock means it's time for bed. Maybe half past if I can stay awake. Yawn.
Any road (again) we went for some steel for one of number one son's projects on Friday. He also bought 22 spring tines for a new harrow he's just made. The old horse harrow (see previous blog post) gave up the ghost the other day. It cracked in half. So number one son cannibalized it into a new harrow. He's only 16 and he's always making something out of steel. Why are there no apprenticeships or blacksmiths any more? All the lad wants to do is leave school and make things and work the farm.
The worst thing about me doing some 'proper shopping' is that I always come back with something for the smallholding. We walked around this West Cork agricultural machinery workshop yard and I found an old fodder beet slicer. It's one of those that you turn with an handle and the veg drops into a bucket and you feed it to the livestock. The elderly proprietor says:
"Will ye be wanting it for a garden ornament or to work?"
"Work of course".
I says. The man said he will make a new knife to convert it into a pulper, so the cattle won't choke.
The hand pulper will be ready in two months. It's less than 200 Euros and I am well chuffed with my purchase. I best get ploughing another field and set some Fodder Beet. I love it when old machinery is brought back to life.
Anybody ever grown Fodder Beet?