Old and rusting agricultural equipment in the great scrapyard called West Norfolk. We've said before just how much there is scattered around the area in the corners of orchards and copses, fields and barns but the sheer volume of unused vintage metal is quite astounding.
We stand and look at the heap thinking it must have a value; as vintage equipment or scrap, but nobody seems to care about it. "Oh yes, that stuff, been there years" says the farmer and that's the debate over.
No matter what the farmer says it's good to see a little trace of flaking Norfolk Bog Door Blue and that new and challenging heritage colour Norfolk Green Privy.