Hoping To Make Hay While The Sun Shines. (Don't laugh!)

Howdy Folks.   That's my haystack of loose hay from last year.  I got somebody to mow it and turn it, and we turned it with hand pikes and made enormous windrows, and we brought (piked again) it down from the field and placed it in a giant heap.  Praying that that there would not be any spontaneous combustion (spot the Ted Nugent track?) then it was all piked into the barn.

Before that.  The land got a good splattering of cow muck (piked again with tractor and box) and one bag of  Gran Lime.  The hay making operation took 5 days in total and I had several nights worrying if it would rain and ruin my hay.  You don't have the same worries with baled silage.

I reckon (not including my fuel of stout and ham sandwiches) that it cost me 120 Euro s (about £100) to get an acre or even a full barn of hay.  I started feeding it the new cattle in August and we still had some left until just after Christmas.  The great thing about loose hay is there is very little dust and the cattle thrive on it.  You can even get somebody to bale the hay if you want.  We can't put the baling string manufacturer's out of business can we?  Even that's made of plastic or even polypropylene these days.

Also when you grow hay it reseeds the field.  Lets pray that we can make another large crop this year.  If not I will be buying silage.   The construction to the right of the haystack is the duck pen.  It's covered in chicken mesh to keep the fox away.  Well that's the idea any way.


Here's a bit of nostalgia for you.  It was made in 1924.  If you ever get to see the OPEN ROAD don't miss it.  I love the labourer drinking his cider and the Oxen pulling the hay-carts.

If you click on to their titles you will find lots more incredible film footage of England's green and pleasant land.  Why can't we go back to those times?

Trying To Be Chemical Free On My Irish Smallholding.

"Does it run on chip fat oil?"

Howdy Folks.  That's a photograph of me, myself and I (Joan Armatrading song title) trying to eradicate the rushes from one of my fields.  I try not to use man made chemicals around the farm.  Yes the strimmer works off fossil fuel (I run on cans of stout) but what are you supposed to do?  I don't buy chemical fertilizer any more it's too dear and I don't really agree with it.  So I spend hours nay days trying to stop the Furze  (Gorse)and Rushes from taking over.  I think the cattle help a bit?  However they turn their noses up at rushes.

I know a lot of organic farmers use tractor toppers to control the rushes but they are still polluting the air with the diesel fumes and probably killing frogs and newts and goodness knows what else aren't they?.  I suppose you just can't win can you?  I bet even the electricity used to power our computers is made in a nuclear power station in England or France?

My grandfather used to cut the rushes and pike them on to his cart and the cattle and the horse would use them for bedding.  I give my cattle straw and wood shavings but I might start harvesting the rushes.  Wouldn't it be great to see the horses return to work the land again?

Here's a question.  Who invented the seed drill?  

Yes you're quite right.  It was Jethro Tull.  I bet he would have known how to control the rushes.  Talking of Jethro Tull.  Here's one of favourite tracks: Heavy Horses.  

I have seen them four or five times and Ian Anderson is nothing short of a genius and poet.  His lyrics in Heavy Horses are indeed prophetic for these times:

"...And one day when the oil barons have all dripped dry and the nights are seen to grow colder

They'll beg you for your strength, your gentle power, your noble grace and your bearing

 and you'll strain once again to the sound of the gulls in the wake of the plough sharing."

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What a brilliant band!!  They are on tour in the UK right now.  Why can't they visit Ireland?

A Walk in the Country.

Hi Folks,

Those of you who follow this post.  Will know that one of my biggest soap box rants is the lack of public transport in rural areas.  It really makes my blood boil that we have no bloody buses.  There you are.  I'm even swearing now.  Anyway I have decided to get myself fit and WALK everywhere.  Well at least four miles a day any way.  I started my fitness regime on Thursday.  One walked seven  and half miles along road, moor and mountain.  Then I washed it down with four cans of stout and I have never felt so good in donkey years.  The experts on the old T'web and T internet (that's for the Lancashire and Yorkshire readers like myself) reckon walking is good for your eyesight and depression (sounds like me) and your brain releases the endorphins that make you happy and feel good.  Yesterday I cycled (walked up a hill) four miles and today I rode four miles on my exercise bike listening to some good old heavy rock music.  I also walked to see my big cattle:  Toffee, Lucy Black and Yankee (he was born on the 4th of July).

"Shall we sing that Star of the County Down Song?"

"What again?"

"Well we do have Bantry Bay in the background don't we?"

Here's  a much better version for you.

Alan the Tennis Ball Snooker Cat.

Hi Folks,

Gosh we've had a lot of weather lately haven't we?  Last night we got one of those Atlantic gales that make you very very afraid.  You wouldn't put a milk bottle out in that weather, even the rats were wearing fur coats. Yes the old ones are the best!!

Talking of fur coats.  We employed a new worker in the farm the other week.  He's the white lad in the photograph.  We got him to live in the farmhouse and to eradicate a few stray field mice.  His real name his Sugar but I Christened him with his first name Alan.  Everybody on the smallholding calls it him now.

Anyway folks he's also clearly a cat of leisure.  I have attempted to explain that he's not got the right snooker equipment and he should really wear a waistcoat.   Alan doesn't care though.  Hope he's paying for the light?  

Alan dreaming at the Whiskas world tennis-ball snooker championship in Sheffield or would it be Catford?

I'm off to town this week to the post office to see if I can get him a CAT LICENCE.  Well they used to ask for them on Monty Python didn't they?

Our Stanley Stove: The Poor Smallholders Aga.

Hi Folks.  I spend a lot of my weekends watching the football ('Soccer' in Ireland and America) on the television.  All the pundits are crying out for the use of technology due to some terrible referee mistakes.  Can't say I disagree.  Rugby League, Cricket and Tennis have been using technology for years.   It won't help the little clubs though.  Perhaps there should just be another two officials situated behind the nets?  Or maybe they should insist that all match officials go to Spec Savers?  I am only joking.

Talking of technology.  Thought I'd show show a photograph of our Stanley Mourne (number 8) Range.  We bought it for 1800 Euros brand new.  They say:

"Span new"

In Ireland.

 It burns coal, solid fuel and wood.  We do all the cooking on it and it heats 3 radiators and provides hot water.  Some people dream of a Rayburn or an Aga stove.  We are more than happy with our Stanley:  The poor smallholders Aga.

Rhododendrons: Flower of the Orient and in Flower in Ireland

  It rained for about six months in Ireland from September until March.  We cursed and called it and cursed and called the rain again.  The last few weeks haven't been so bad (brilliant at times) and the Rhododendrons seem to have used all the nutrients (rain is like bitter.  It's full of vitamins!) to make an amazing amount of flowers this year.

 

 The old Rhododendron Ponticum seems to like the Irish climate it very much.  Lots of rain and very mild temperatures.  The peat soils make excellent soil for the plants to thrive. I believe the first Rhodies came to Britain and Ireland in the late eighteenth century.  They were thought to be ideal for game birds to shelter under and they put on a spectacular show.  Some people say that they are a nuisance and poison the ground and smother all the native foliage.  I am not saying they are wrong but?  They do put on a pretty spectacular show for us don't they?

Allotments Available Up At Big House!

Hi Folks,

I thought I would show you a few pictures of allotments and working kitchen gardens at big houses in County Cork.  The allotments at Bantry House have been made available for members of the public to rent.  Perhaps this is the way forward for people who can't get a council allotment?  I believe that the National Trust in Britain has created a thousand new allotments for people to cultivate the vegetables and fruit.  You can also make yourself a garden with flower beds and a lawn and a shed and your very own piece of Eden.

A great site for you to peruse is you want to live the good life on a smallholding or an allotment:  Land share.net.  Go on get yourself an allotment.

Allotments at Bantry House.   County Cork, Eire.

Overgrown Allotment in need of TLC at Bantry House.

Working Kitchen Garden.  Lisselan Estate  Clonakilty , County Cork.

Old Hot Bed: Lisselan Estate Clonakilty,  County Cork, Eire.