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The Crofter found a patch of land that still had grass on it. Seems like it got to him and no sooner that you could say "stroppy Shetland cow" than he had removed the detritus that had been hiding the grass - utilising Lucy the Land-Rover, pulled over the ancient digger machine thing and got to work. Once the digger had been started that is. Always a bit of a pain - especially when it's been stood out in the snow and ice covered only by a diaphanous re-used aggregate bag. It did start eventually,Mr Crofter all red-faced with a cloud of smoke enveloping us all. I left him happily digging away!