Visiting Big Sky Country!

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Fen1Yesterday son-in-law John and I travelled north to the Fens. These are the UK’s answer to Montana – Big Sky Country. However we weren’t there to look at the long-range view, but to visit the co-operative that sells all our grain and see their new multi-million pound store. I hadn’t been there for nearly ten years and like an aged uncle at a family reunion was tempted to do some head-patting and say “My, haven’t you grown!” However perhaps the most important part was meeting the staff, most of whom I knew so well on the phone but had never met…
Fen 2The Cambridgeshire Fens are very very flat,
You can see for miles, just fancy that!
Up near March is a large grain store,
It’s called Fengrain (I’ve mentioned them before!)
They sell our oats, beans and wheat,
Because they’re a co-operative it means we can compete.
I drove up to Wimblington just yesterday,
For their new stores opening on a bright and sunny day!
We had a trip around the enormous store,
All so much bigger than it ever was before!
But that’s not the reason I drove all the way from home,
I got to meet the people I know only on the phone!
So thank-you Fengrainers for all you do for me,
Without your caring expertise the poorer I would be!
Fen 3Dedicated to all the wonderful staff who have made Fengrain such a success over the last 40 years!
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You’re Safer Ordering the Giant Hot Dog!

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Hot DogOrdering food can be tricky when you don’t know what you want. One minute you fancy something simple but once you look at the menu you suddenly realize that the first idea is like an entrée and you’re lining up an eat-a-thon! The big problem for me is that I like food, it’s as simple as that. No need for expensive hours in therapy, gabbing away on a couch trying to reach my inner soul. I’m only too aware of where it is, it’s trying to break out above my belt-line…

I ate a giant hot dog,
Nothing could compare,
Except a unicorn burger,
That I once had at a fair!

It was kind of sparkley,
And tasted oh, so so,
I’d never eaten unicorn before,
So I guess I wouldn’t know.

So if you buy a burger,
And you find a rainbow hair,
Swop it for a hot dog,
Because unicorn is rare!

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Percy the Owl

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Percy the OwlAs part of our certification process to ensure quality and traceability of our crops we have to ensure that any storage area is vermin-free. When I was a boy on the farm we kept pigs in open-fronted sheds, as a result there were swarms of sparrows and starlings. Fast-forward over forty years and numbers are depleted to just a handful to be seen around the buildings. It has always been a challenge to keep sparrows away from grain in a shed until we enlisted the help of an owl called Percy…

We have an owl called Percy that lives in our shed,
His effect on sparrows – fantastic!
What they don’t know,
‘Cos it doesn’t show,
He is made of plastic!

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The Bank Holiday Barbecue!

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BarbecueAlmost all of us are blessed with a room crammed full of cooking facilities called a ‘kitchen’. However given a sunny day, with reasonably warm temperatures, we feel this primeval urge to rush outside and attempt to poison the family with undercooked or charred meat, cooked caveman-style. Given the choice I’m certain that homo-erectus would have chosen the fitted B&Q with low level grill, self-cleaning oven and hob…

Dave has lit the barbecue,
He’s also singed his hair!
The family wait hungrily,
For food that’s not quite there!

The girls are picking daisies,
The boys are scoring goals,
Dave’s poor face is reddening,
From blowing glowing coals!

The wives are busy chatting,
Don’t notice all the smoke,
Mick cracks Dave a much-needed beer,
It’s a hard job being a bloke!

An hour later they call the kids,
“Have something now to eat”
Before they have a chance to moan,
ketchup smothers meat!

Later when the light has gone,
The kids are all inside,
Huddled around the failing heat,
Dave’s shlurring hish wordsh with pride!

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The Temptation of the Cake Shop, Sharnbrook!

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SharnbrookHave you ever visited somewhere you’ve never been before and discovered a hidden gem? Yesterday I went to a funeral in the small village of Felmersham, north of Bedford. Having left ‘in plenty of time’, I was an hour early for the service. How to kill time when you have relied on the Sat-nav for directions, have no idea what is nearby and you are out of 3G range? I drove in a random direction and came across a little gem, The Cake Shop in Sharnbrook. My stomach leapt with joy…
The Cake ShopIf I lived in a village called Sharnbrook,
I would weigh at least thirty stone!
Because I would lack the will-power,
to leave all those cakes alone!

I would start with the coffee cake,
(I know how good this can be!)
A Macaroon, would make me swoon,
A Victoria Sponge for tea!

But then the tray of pastries,
Temptation level ten!
And having tried each one,
(and a Chelsea bun!)
I’d have to start again!
The Cake Shop 2Dedicated to the two charming ladies in the Cake Shop, 63 High Street, Sharnbrook, (MK441PB on your satnav!). I would recommend a detour to taste their wonderful cakes!

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A Farmer in the Stocks!

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farmerScksRoll Up! Roll Up! It’s the greatest show on earth! Come and see the farmer in the stocks! Bring plenty of rotten imported fruit and your best throwing arm. I am a farmer, my job, as I see it, is to grow the maximum amount of crops on my acreage to feed as many people as possible. All of this whilst protecting the environment for the next generation. Furthermore I like bees, they help pollinate my crops and wild flowers, I love honey and have almost worn out my copy of ‘Bee Movie’. However Brussels has now declared that we are all bee killers and that a yield-enhancing chemical must be banned. In the past, chemicals were banned following proper scientific investigation. This time hysteria has overtaken common sense and I’m to blame. I work in possibly the most over-regulated industry in the most over-regulated country since the fall of East Germany. Unfortunately I don’t produce enough organic matter myself to fertilise my acres so going organic isn’t an option and anyway lower yields would lead to less food in the shops. So what’s it to be…
P1100677I’m spending Thursday in the stocks,
because I sprayed my farm,
the lack of bees to pollinate,
has led to great alarm.

“It’s the fault of farmers!”
TV commentators say,
it would be our fault yet again,
if shops, no food display.

I’d love to go organic,
it would save me a king’s ransom,
sprays cost more than whisky,
the rewards could be quite handsome!

But what is this I hear you cry,
“Your job is to feed us all,”
Well guess what, that’s your lot!
Your portion will be small!

I don’t kill bees,
I don’t kill wasps,
I don’t kill MPs either!
I just want peace,
To feed the world,
And possibly make a fiver!

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A Fudge Treat!

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A Fudge TreatDo you sometimes give yourself a little reward when you think you deserve it? On Saturday I felt in need of such a treat. I was well on track with preparations for the first of this season’s car boot sales, I had a day off and the sun was shining. I realize that I can’t take credit for the weather, but it was as good an excuse for sneaking into Sweet Paradise (www.sweetparadise.co.uk) for a reward as I’ve heard…

I went to buy some coffee creams,
Withdrawal symptoms haunted my dreams!
I went to Sweet Paradise, my favourite sweeterie,
They’ve all sorts of delights that so suit-a-me!

Lo and behold! Coffee creams out of stock,
What a surprise, oh no, such a shock!
Instead (in mitigation), I’d tell a judge:
“My next favourite a-plenty, vanilla fudge!”

I’m afraid now my story becomes quite obscene,
I ate a bag full of fudge, my face went green!
“You are so disgusting!” yelled Mrs Bard,
“I think I’ll now call you, the Baldock Lard!”

… but the fudge tasted so good it was a wonderful treat!

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How to Make a Fat Old Man Very Happy! (How to make a happy old man very fat!)

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Nats Coffee CreamsFood, Glorious Food! So sung a thin scrawny child in a West-End musical some years ago. Someone once said: “never trust a thin chef!” My new motto is (to be said with a mouth crammed with chocolate): “To hell with the diet, these are too good for words!” I am a very happy fat old man as one of Granddaughter Bard’s Godmothers has given me a present…

As a regular reader you will know,
How food obsessed I am,
Any type of food will do,
Beef or pork or lamb.

However that’s just half of it,
Or maybe just a third,
I have a sweet obsession,
That most find quite absurd.

When I was twelve in hospital,
I was given coffee creams,
I ate them all without a pause,
(Despite the nurses’ screams!).

Nat came to see Granddaughter Bard,
A Godmother she’s to be,
She had made some coffee creams
That’s right, all just for me!

Now I was always taught to share
As a theory that is fine
But when it comes to coffee creams,
I’m sorry, they’re all mine!

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Racing Farmers!

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Drilling BeansThere are a number of famous motor races that include racing at night, Le Mans being the most well-known. Less renowned is the annual race when farmers are busy planting crops in the Spring. In this race the rival is the weather. For a few, bragging rights, over other less-fortunate farmers, are sometimes seen as a bonus…
Night WorkIn the dark the tractors work
Racing to beat the rain
When it starts it may not stop
Like last year again?
Fill DrillThe drill is planting bean seed
The rolls follow on behind
They’ve been on the go since 7am
In Spring that’s what you find!
Bean SeedLate at night the world is still
The tractors in the barn are found!
Empty bags of seed as well
The contents in the ground!
RollsTodays verse is dedicated to the memory of local farmer Peter Hughes who died last week. Peter enjoyed telling a good story and was a wonderful raconteur. He was a contented farmer who loved the land and his community, serving for more years than can be counted on his local Parish Council. Wherever Peter went, laughter was never far behind. One of his famous quotes resides in my file of quotes: When speaking about an Uncle Morton who was a shepherd who never said much, he added: “Take more than a bright star and a second coming to get him going!”
Rest in Peace.

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Oats Away!

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Oat BinAnother bout of loading lorries on the farm. We’ve moved oats from the bins in the main grain store into the flat floored barn. This is for two reasons: firstly so we load the lorries quickly using the large grain bucket on the JCB Loadall and secondly so that we can do a final visual check for quality and take a moisture reading before the load leaves the farm. Unfortunately this doesn’t always guarantee a claim-free consignment as the mill can choose a test from a different part of the load…

We’ve sent away a load of oats
So in the bank we’ll be putting pound notes!
They’ve gone North to make boxes of porridge,
To be sent back to towns like Norwich!
Oat1In the next day’s post there’s a notification,
They’ve cut the price for non-specification!
Moisture wrong and admix not nice,
£5 per ton removed from the price!
Oat2I suppose all in all I can’t complain,
I finished harvest before the rain!
So I won’t boast or tell a story tall,
As some have no harvest to sell at all.
Oat3We should never boast or brag,
Until the deal is in the bag!
I recommend that you eat oats of course,
Because they’re pure and contain no horse!
Oat Bowl© Baldock Bard 2013

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