Monday 12th May 2026
Today, on one of the northern ramparts of Battlesbury, by the goat willow tree, these cows were curious and for a moment happy to pose for my camera. Reminding me that 47 years ago I had cows of mine own grazing on Battlesbury – good times, good memories, but like most of the past it was, or so it seems now, another life, another world. Farming was a big part of my early life. I will always be a farmer at heart.