Caught on Camera

Between stabbing  needlefelting the final C decs, Christmas Puddings, Ballerina Mice, Robins and more for the Craft Fair tomorrow I escaped to the Farm for a cuppa and a slice of their gorgeous g/f cake and with the hope of collecting a bag of hay for my Nativity Scene.  Ben, one of the owners,  said I could raid the large, no huge, polythene bales and take what I wanted - only trouble was it was haylage;  very nutritional for horses and cows but very pungent.  Running out of time,  I gratefully took a small bag home but the agricultural smell got worse and worse so I put hay into a pillowcase, washed it, tumble dried it and finally dried it in the oven ............  it still smells .......  it'll probably asphyxiate Mum, Dad and their baby, Jesus, tomorrow!.