Caroline Stocks on the obvious combination of journalism, media and farming
Before you ask, yes – I meant to be this sun burnt, ok? And I’m definitely supposed to have these unusual suntan lines across my back and shoulders. And the panda eyes from wearing my sunglasses. I thought Glastonbury was all about storms and tidal waves of mud, not blistering sunshine. It seems our crappy [...]
My tent’s up (hurrah for the pop-up variety), the sun’s out, I’m on a farm and I have three days of music ahead of me. What could be better… Share: Bookmark on Delicious Digg this post Recommend on Facebook share via Reddit Share with Stumblers Tumblr it Tweet about it Subscribe to the comments on [...]
Stocks Towers feels strangely quiet tonight. For the first time in a fortnight I’m free of visitors and Antipodeans. I’ve had a brill couple of weeks but I’m utterly cream-crackered now – my ability to cope with late nights has apparently evaporated since Thursday when I became another year older. I need to recover in [...]
I have to admit, I was a little sad this week when U2 had to pull out of Glastonbury cos Bono’s back’s giving him gyp. Like Jet, Bono, Th’Edge and the gang are a guilty musical pleasure of mine, and I was disappointed I wouldn’t get to see them again. After today though, I’ve discovered [...]
Thought I’d have an election break just to mention a fairly profitable farm diversification. The full Glastonbury line-up was announced yesterday, so Mr Business, Mr Arable and Miss Machinery and I have been discussing our plans for our Farmers Weekly festival trip in June. Despite clocking up a few good years at FW between us, [...]
