‘‘Pens down, stop writing,” the invigilator used to shout at the end of our school exams. See-sawing emotions of panic, relief, elation and fear would wash over me. At midnight on Monday it all came flooding back to me. The Basic Payment Scheme deadline had struck. My online form was submitted and my BPS destiny in the hands of the RPA. How would the “examiner” interpret my answers? Were the four decimal places I “guessed” for my parcel hectarages […]