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Anecdote 1: Today I've had the ultimate "living in the countryside" experience.
I had to stop the car in the middle of the road.
To move a giant turnip.
Sadly there are no photos of this momentous occasion, as the event resulted in the countryside version of a traffic jam (two cars behind me, one car on the approach). So the poor turnip was hastily consigned to the hedgerow and I got back into the car.
It also demonstrated to me that I still think like a city person, for I automatically clocked the thing in the road as rubbish and chucked it away, rather than thinking, free comedy oversized vegetable == soup for days, and placing it reverently in my car.
Anecdote 2: Anecdote 2 is behind the cut ( because talk of ladybit gorezone )
I had to stop the car in the middle of the road.
To move a giant turnip.
Sadly there are no photos of this momentous occasion, as the event resulted in the countryside version of a traffic jam (two cars behind me, one car on the approach). So the poor turnip was hastily consigned to the hedgerow and I got back into the car.
It also demonstrated to me that I still think like a city person, for I automatically clocked the thing in the road as rubbish and chucked it away, rather than thinking, free comedy oversized vegetable == soup for days, and placing it reverently in my car.
Anecdote 2: Anecdote 2 is behind the cut ( because talk of ladybit gorezone )
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