The coldest winter in living memory was 62/63 - but when did it end?
"By 5th March Gordon records that there was 'NO FROST' in the morning and that the last remnants of Boxing Day snow had melted in the garden and that there was 'no ice'. The temperature during the day now reached 52°F (11°C) but the grass was brown from being covered in snow and ice for so long. Signs of Spring were becoming more and more apparent. The crocuses were through, though not yet in bloom and the birds were singing."
Does anyone remember a year that was still snowy when we put the clocks forward? I don't - though I remember the winter of 62/63.
Country living eh, it's not for everyone mind. Some of us can't stand the smell of all that pig sh*t.
Still, you keep growing em, we'll keep eating em, long as we don't have to live with them.
Good money in pigs at the moment. You can even get gas from the slurry.
Though you'd probably get a lot more from a half dozen scousers after taking a curry. Probably from both ends too.
I'd settle for the pigs any day.