And the sun goes down....

As Phil Lynott used to sing.
Usual Friday, Kev on mucking out and bedding cattle.
Me on mixing and bagging up feeding.
Spent the rest of the day spreading fertiliser next door with the help of my co pilot/ gate opener Littlemiss. By tonight we had done 75 acres of grass .
Once I was finished joined Mrs F and Littlemiss for a quick dog plod. The sun was setting over the Pentland Hills again - looked better in real life than on my iPod camera, but you can’t help trouble ,as they say .