Its a long time since the first tale, but after hearing this one I thought it deserved a post.
But first of all apologies for anyone who received multiple notifications of my last post We are not vegetarians or indeed didn’t receive a notification or did and then couldn’t find the post, technology, time zones and schedules got the better of me.
So back to the tale, from our neighbours who have the diary farm, and as such they grow there own crops for animal feed, one of which is potatoes. Now the thing with potatoes is that the wild bore like to eat them and if they find your field they can do some serious crop damage in one night, so it’s common for the spud fields to be surrounded by an electric fence.
As the farmer employs a crop rotation system, this year the potatoes are in the field adjacent to his barn separated only by the road, but as a canny farmer he had put a drain pipe under the road when it was tarmacked about four years ago, meaning that he could power the electric fence via mains power, if only he could get the cable through the pipe.
Long sticks, compressed air, bits of stiff wire, he tried everything but couldn’t get the cable through, but then he had a light bulb moment and grabbed one of his three cats. As you can imagine there was quite a bit of fur flying as the tied the cable to the cats tail and it was only Bandziorek (the third cat) that tolerated, or perhaps understood, the plan and happily scuttled down the pipe with cable in tow.
I haven’t tested the fence but I’m assured it working, plugged into the mains!