Amongst the many e-mails I receive from this blog every day, there can be some bizarre requests and accusations. There is a woman in Wisconsin who is convinced that I’m her cousin as he is the only one who could have known ‘her story’ that I wrote! A correspondent from Yorkshire was aggrieved that I failed to give his transport company a mention whilst mentioning a competitor. This week E.L. from California wants a picture of my office so she can discover if surroundings affect the quality of writing – I couldn’t possibly comment…
No more sitting in my temporary office,
I’ve put the chair and ‘desk’ away,
My wheat harvest is now finished,
In the darkness – Saturday.
No more dust in the grain store,
I must clean the Macbook Pro,
Supper eaten after midnight,
Helps to slim a fat torso!
No more hanging on every word,
The forecaster has to say,
The horror of “some scattered showers”,
Or “rain due sometime later today!”
The value of the crops is rising,
Drought affects the whole Mid-West
Russia’s tonnage seriously down,
More expensive food to digest!
Higher prices bode well for profit,
However I can’t tell,
Because everything else will rise in price,
Not just the crops that I can sell!
© Baldock Bard 2012
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