Driving Me Wild

We currently have a new job! It's shit but this is farm work, nobody promised me it would be exciting. I won't bore you too much with the details but we're basically rebuilding the structure that grape vines are wrapped around. See, super riveting stuff. 

But, on the plus side, someone clearly has a sense of danger as I've been allowed to DRIVE a vehicle! Yep, I don't actually own a UK license but as we're on private land, letting me loose on a blue, 4 wheel drive quad, that I've affectionately named Henry. Granted, I can hardly zip around the farm as I'm driving round a pretty hefty trailer but it's still the most fun thing I've done on a farm yet. 

I have, however, lost any dignity that I may have remaining (insert joke here about how I didn't actually have any dignity left anyway) as, due to a lack of toilet facilities on the farm, I've had to pee behind a massive twig pile recently. This is coming from a girl who, despite being a festival regular, refuses to use anything other than a portaloo when surviving in the great outdoors. Luckily, I've only had to resort to such behaviour once and that was shameful enough, thankyou very much. 

As I write this, I only have a week before I take a short break from my farm work expedition to make a fleeting 13 day visit home and I genuinely could not be more excited! Whilst I'm not looking forward to not having anyone to chat to in my bedroom in the morning when I wake up (travelling makes you actually enjoy sharing a room with God knows how many people, who'd have thought!?), I cannot wait to use my beautiful, clean bathroom back home without having someone knock on the door wanting a wee!