I think I am gradually being initiated into the secretive and mysterious group that is the Norfolk Bog Door Blue Brotherhood.
I met one of the farmers this morning while slowly walking the two Jack Russell Terriers, he asked how I felt after hospitalisation, how was I coping and what was I doing while saying I shouldn't overdo it. In reply I said that all I was going to do today would be going into the village for some raffia to tie my tomatoes up.
A better solution was instantly offered and I was assured that it would be by the back gate before I returned with the two Jack Russell Terriers. And there it was. A whole, bulging, 56lb sack of blue baler twine, the kind you can't get any more and there's the bonus of hours of fun untangling a veritable Gordian knot in Norfolk Bog Door Blue. No sword needed here, just patience and time, and I've got plenty of time on my hands at the moment.
You've hit the mother lode there John
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