That's what it was like plodding round the Valley Gardens this morning, I hate the smell of damp dogs too and now I'm it so to speak. That Mubarak fella finally binned it I gather from watching Newsnight last night - I do insist on keeping up with current affairs - and not before time too if you ask me. Is that bullish or bearish (or neither) for wheat I ask my damp doggy self? Personally I don't see it making a jot of difference either way. They still have 84 million bread eaters there don't they? Pooh count: 3, a nice morning's work.
Is a sheepdog and his two-legged is a farmer. Frank was out with him in the tractor drilling wheat last autumn and they unearthed a rusty old lamp. So the farmer hopped out of the cab to have a closer look at it and gave it a little rub on his jacket, as you do, and was amazed to see a genie appear and offer to grant him any wish he wanted. Well the farmer thought for a moment and then said "I'd like the price of wheat to go to £200/tonne!" So the genie sighed but said "OK, I'll sort that out for you then, you greedy bastard" and popped back into his bottle. And the farmer casually tossed the lamp into the back of his cab and got on with his drilling. Well they were out again this morning putting a bit of nitrogen on, Frank and the farmer, and the farmer spotted the lamp and gave it a little rub again, just on the off chance, and you'll never guess what happened, the genie popped out again, and said that he'd grant the farmer one more wish. So the fa...