Flindt on Friday

FLINDT ON FRIDAY

Flindt on Friday: Only one man to blame for seed rate mishap

Reasons why farming is character-forming, number 34: sometimes, no matter how hard you try, there’s absolutely no-one else to blame but yourself. Early one September Saturday morning, I was loading the…

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Flindt on Friday: Dull Brexit answer scuppers my Bafta dream

You know that terrible moment when one comment wrecks all your hard work? Like Gordon Jackson in The Great Escape when the Gestapo officer cleverly wishes him "good luck” in…

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Flindt on Friday: Why vegan food may soon contain badger poo

Was I disappointed that my photographs didn’t win the Farmers Weekly harvest photo competition? A bit. Was I surprised? Not at all. You see, whereas most entries were of glorious…

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Flindt on Friday: AHDB lecturing and nonsense get me raging

There was a vote in the sitting room. The motion was: "This house believes that Dad should stop shouting at the BBC or go somewhere else." (The actual wording was…

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Flindt on Friday: Insect decline? My farm is awash with bugs

Something didn’t seem quite right as I folded up the sprayer booms on an early September day. It had been a successful tank – no blocked nozzles, no walkers, fantastic…

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Flindt on Friday: My last resort to beat the hare coursers

The 3m Terradisc must have wondered what on earth was going on. After many years in the undergrowth, with only rabbits, mice and the odd confused Japanese infantryman for company,…

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Flindt on Friday: Beans – a non-contender for Alresford Show

Tomorrow, the first Saturday in September, is the most important day in the farming calendar: it’s time for the Alresford Agricultural Show. On a gently sloping piece of picture-perfect parkland,…

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Flindt on Friday: Here's why I’ll miss our old tractor

Well, cover me in brandy butter and call me a Christmas pudding; the new tractor has arrived. It was delivered to the wheat field at harvest tea time, complete with…

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Flindt on Friday: Why don't dogs die of old age anymore?

“What about Argos?” I cried, halfway through my vast breakfast of bacon and eggs. Hazel simply thought I’d spent too long in the combine cab, and took no notice. She…

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Flindt on Friday: My short-lived meeting with farm landlord

Spare a thought for our landlord’s agent. I bet he usually visits proper farms, with proper facilities for very important meetings: a smart office (probably in a converted barn), with…

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Flindt on Friday: Eco warriors have lost their consistency

Sometimes, when you’re arguing with the anti-conventional-farming brigade, all you want is a bit of consistency. Take, for instance, the anti-GM crop crowd: in recent times, it has been hard…

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Flindt on Friday: 'Vegan' power leaves me feeling flat

The nation’s farmers are quietly proud of the network of agricultural colleges that unobtrusively get on with beating the next generation of horny-handed sons-(and daughters)-of-the-soil into shape. Some of the…

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