Waiting for a tractor

What a lovely looking piece of kit waiting for a tractor.  No idea what it's called.

A satisfactory day dog walking and re-purposing empty bedrooms.  James's room is now a party-bag-production factory and Ben's a photo studio.  Martins' office upstairs (spare room) has benefited from a clear out of what has been stuffed under the bed.  I'm hoping most of which can be chucked or relocated to the garage.

Don't worry uni boys, all will be returned to normal when you are back.

Mum had been admitted to hospital as she is shaking uncontrollably.