Brownfield first impressions
30/03/07 20:17
Arrived at Alnmouth last night, picked up by next
host Harry Williams found through FACE (Farming &
Countryside Education). Feel project has changed in
many ways including by season, country and purpose
(now under Arts Council funding).
Also into something less easy to classify; just been to 'farm cultural diversification and entrepreneurship conference'. Now I know it's not just me, randomly. There's a purpose and potential meaning and value behind it all. I'm not sure what, but I know that I'm part of something.
Good time with Harry today; joined him in tractor. He talked whilst doing something (seeds, into land; drilling corn?). We rode across, on top of the soil. I remembered being a child when my Dad took me on a work open day, and I got to ride in the top of a big company lorry, and felt like a King. Harry tells me about the land: why one bit was sunken; how another bit always floods; something to do with smugglers. It is transformed from an abstract space to a known place. And as we ride over it, drilling corn, we become a part of it too.
Then a mad cow hunt. Got to be in tractor on road (hip hip hooray!) rather than car following. Mad cow hunt = two escaped wild cows and us trying to get them back. Long story, not quite sure I fully understand. Following process instead: we are using 'nice' cows to get 'nasty' cows back. Took silage down to nearby field of escaped beasts for enticing. All very convoluted, involving changes of trailors and tractors, cages. Most of afternoon just to do one job. Harry aptly described the process as being akin to that of the song, There's a hole in my bucket...
Also into something less easy to classify; just been to 'farm cultural diversification and entrepreneurship conference'. Now I know it's not just me, randomly. There's a purpose and potential meaning and value behind it all. I'm not sure what, but I know that I'm part of something.
Good time with Harry today; joined him in tractor. He talked whilst doing something (seeds, into land; drilling corn?). We rode across, on top of the soil. I remembered being a child when my Dad took me on a work open day, and I got to ride in the top of a big company lorry, and felt like a King. Harry tells me about the land: why one bit was sunken; how another bit always floods; something to do with smugglers. It is transformed from an abstract space to a known place. And as we ride over it, drilling corn, we become a part of it too.
Then a mad cow hunt. Got to be in tractor on road (hip hip hooray!) rather than car following. Mad cow hunt = two escaped wild cows and us trying to get them back. Long story, not quite sure I fully understand. Following process instead: we are using 'nice' cows to get 'nasty' cows back. Took silage down to nearby field of escaped beasts for enticing. All very convoluted, involving changes of trailors and tractors, cages. Most of afternoon just to do one job. Harry aptly described the process as being akin to that of the song, There's a hole in my bucket...