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Overheard In The Park

Walking round the park with him the other day I heard him talking on his mobile phone thingy to some geezer or other who commented that despite the UK supposedly "running dry" of wheat there seemed to be plenty of it coming out of the woodwork. So much so that end-user homes for it were just starting to become a bit more difficult to find than they'd have expected. I wonder if that's got anything to do with a certain bioethanol refinery that was going to start up during this marketing year now not doing so? I mean they must have had some wheat put to one side for it surely? It wouldn't surprise me either if those muppets at Defra have got the carryover figures wrong every year since Lassie was a pup, so there might just be a lot more wheat sloshing around out there than the official figures show. There's always some supposed clever sod who's going to carry his stuff right up until the last minute to make a killing too isn't there? I wonder how many of them are around and what volume they are sitting on? On top of that there are some huge price increases waiting in the wings from the compound feed industry come May. That will effectively kill off the already waning demand from that sector. I've got a funny feeling about all of this ending in tears...

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