Luna's absolute Dream Machine

Just 10 meters (pro-EU) 10.936 yards (UKIP) from the front door there is now a carpet of slurry on one of the horse fields. Luna is in seventh heaven. There is no way we can prevent her from spending hours rolling in the muck! Of to the shops tomorrow to buy the 5 liter (pro-EU) 1.0998 galls (UKIP) shampoo container.

What a day - started this morning with a coffee and Bliping a deer right outside the kitchen window, visit to GP but gave up as the queue so long (bank holiday yesterday), then off to a local farmer with the horse trailer to get a big round bale of hay (forgot to Blip, then started a large concreting job, out with the mixer, the tractor with front loader, water hose, cement, shovel, tools. Half was through, took a coffee break and pushed Luna sitting on a furniture trolley (like a skateboard) - quick Blip. Then sitting by the bees hives watching the busy girls when the doorbell rang and Peter the bee godfather came by with a deer skin for Angie to use as a saddle pad/cloth. Blip Flash dressed with deer fell. Naturally we had a look at the bees, inspected the tractor (Peter has 2) and had a tip for the electrics which are causing me a headache in order to pass MOT (18 months overdue). After Peter left, went indoors to get a coffee refill to hear Farmer Franz had spoken on the answering machine asking if we wanted slurry. We phoned but he was in the cow shed milking. Left a message saying he could if he wanted but thought that at 7:00pm he wouldn't come. Back to concreting and Blip project when I hear tractor hammering down the road from the village. Dash to the entrance to allow him to drive on the field, Blip away. Chat with Franz, back to concreting with black thunderstorm clouds getting closer by the minute. Finish, clean & tidy up all the gear & enter house at 9:45pm. Angie luckily cooked me a steak & it was great but I was too hungry to Blip it.
Suspect the concrete will fall apart when it dries but who cares - a wonderful busy Blip rich day & now a very happy Luna in her basket, dreaming of her wonderful rolls tomorrow.