Today I have been helping Eric get some machinery ready for making silage, which is a process for turning grass in to feed for the cattle, I will tell you more about it when I know more myself. Today we were fetching the machinery out of the shed and fitting new blades to the mower and giving it a service. The rowing up machine got some broken tines replaced and a grease round and tyre's checked and inflated where needed. The baler was the most work, although having said that there was nothing in need of replacement, but it's a complex piece of machinery with lots of different moving parts so there was lots to check over. I had grease and oil up to my elbows by the time we'd got done. Eric gave me the dirty jobs as he didn't want to get any grease and stuff on his new trousers. I think that was just an excuse though to be honest. I think really he just wanted me to learn how to do the work. He even had me connect the mower and the swather to the tractor. It's the first time I've actually connected anything as Eric or my dad has always done that for me. I didn't do the baler though as there is much more to that. There are at least 6 hydraulic lines, air hoses and electrics to connect. I reckon I could do it though if I had a couple of practices as it's just a matter of remembering which hydraulic lines go where, but they are coloured so it shouldn't be too difficult.
When I was snuggled up with dad on the sofa tonight he said how mum had told him about the problem I had with the lambing. He has apologized for not coming to my rescue, saying that he had no idea that I felt that way about it. He even said that he had an idea what I meant as he isn't in to all that birthing business, and has never seen the attraction of it.
"As long as you aren't averse to tractor fluids and what have you that'll do me!" He said while holding up my hand which was still black in places even after a severe scrubbing.
"It looks like we need to get you some gloves or something." He laughed.
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