Power plant....

Another one of those days. Rain through the night so no baling straw today ( again ).
Once I'd been round all the cattle,loaded up the 2 terriers and headed back up to the hill to check the water supply. All the troughs were full so headed off to check the collecting tank was still full. It's 2.5km from the bottom trough up to the tank. Both co pilots ran along beside the bike no problem on the way there. The tank was over half full and could hear the water running in to it,so hopefully no more leaking joints. Checked the fitting I replaced yesterday and it seemed fine,although the hole had filled up with peaty water ,and 2 tiny frogs. Left them to it before the Jaws of Death spotted them and ate them. The hill was a lot wetter than yesterday ,and I eventually came to grief crossing the last big gully. The quad got stuck to the guts,the old terrier abandoned ship mid way and I did a lot of swearing. Eventually had to phone the herd to come with a rope and haul me out. The shame !
Was just starting my lunch when one of the folk from down the road phoned to say there was a heifer with a lump of fence wire from their garden round it's neck.
So headed off with some bags of feed,a set of wire cutters and my shepherd's crook
Eventually managed to get them all round a trough full of feed and hook the wire over her head with my stick. Luckily no harm done.
Maybe wasn't as polite to the neighbours as I should have been,but I'll apologise when I'm in better fettle.
And the final thing to go wrong was when Mrs F turned on the hot tap in the kitchen and it wouldn't turn off again. So had to strip the tap down and replace the guts of it with a spare I luckily had.( It has done it before)
What ever happened to taps being made to last,with washers you could change ?
The tap in the scullery has 1949 stamped on it and still works fine !
This is the survey station up on the hill to record wind speed and various other things the boffins want to know.