WHAT A BIG ONE.

I caught the big machine before it left the yard this morning. The sun was a bit low and bright but not to worry.

A very impressive bit of kit. For those interested the forward drill is sowing fertiliser and the rear one malting barley. The green bit in the middle is a Fendt tractor, with a six cylinder Deutz diesel. The bloke driving it didn't get a clap.....He would have had he let me have a drive.

I have got the Perpetual thingy sorted, it all works now but I cheated a bit with the ball. I just increased it's size and I slowed down the fanlike bit to match the balls speed. I still have the red hub to do but will just try replicating the Ball nodes and see what happens. I can remember when I thought Photoshop Elements was hard. This stuff really challenges my limited intellect. Still it saves me spending all afternoon in the pub........Wait a minute!
The local Co-Op has excelled itself. All the normal stuff like food is directly opposite the door with bread and chilled goods to the right and other stuff like sugar, coffee tins to the left with milk, yoghurt and other similar things facing one on the far wall. I wandered in with my list of messages, I was really organised, had popped all the bread together and similarly grouped other stuff to avoid catching the Bat Flu and generally look as if I knew what I was doing. I did the heavy stuff first and turned into the bread and bacon aisle. There stood the lady that usually does the Postie counter. 
"STAY." 
She said.
"I'll get your bread and stuff from this area."
I asked why and she explained that the gap was too narrow to be safe for folk to help themselves. I said the other gap is identical in width and length. She agreed but explained slowly, as if to an idiot, that they hadn't enough staff to do both bread and tins. That's okay then I'll get Bat Flu whilst getting beans but be safe when buying bread. I suspect the small gene pool in Muchty is something to do with it. I got to the check out and perked up a treat. A new lassie and what a sight. Legs right up to her neck and long red hair down to her ti...chest. Drop dead gorgeous she was, no big black slugs painted above her eyes, just a few freckles or possibly cow spatter from the milking parlour. Perfect and cheerful with it which makes a change in the Co-Op. I fell in lust, Bev the hair cutter will struggle to take advantage of me when this is all over or possibly not. I can't afford to be picky at my age. 
Have fun.