Rob thinks this is where our guest room will be - however, he's probably got one foot in the toilet.
Ain't nothin to do with me, gov...the 'ole was dug already when I got 'ere.
One day this expanse of mud will be a lush garden...but don't hold your breath.
There's even the beginnings of a driveway.
Ian and Rob set up the stock deterrent.
And farming goes on as normal, feeding straw (and Rob?) to the hungry cattle.
