I’ve hardly been out on the marsh for three weeks. A 60-kilo lump of metal fell from a chain block, bounced on a concrete floor and rolled onto my foot, cutting through my safety boot, two pairs of socks and my foot before I could move out of its way. The result was three open fractures to my big toe. I will spare you the gory photos. Also, my central heating boiler sprang a leak. It soaked and frazzling my favourite camera – I received it back from the repairers yesterday. Also, we have had super-duper flooding in the UK, and the cattle have been moved to a safer pasture a few miles away. Also, my 89-year-old mother sprained her ankle. Also, I have been to Amsterdam for a few days.
The photos below are of the cattle making their way off the marsh.