To my horror the trailer was off the tractor, and had taken all the front fence down and was laying on it's side right next to my Mums little stall.
As it had gone over, the ten ton of Barley had completly buried the stall and burst her gates open. When i saw this, i had this sickening feeling that my Mum could well be under there, as i had heard her calling out to someone only a couple of minutes earlier.
But amazingly she had just gone back in, about 20 seconds earlier.
What a relief when i saw her standing there on her garde path, and i won't even attempt to put into words the sheer relief that i felt.
So at the end of the day, no one was hurt, and although Mum lost everything on her stall, it can be all replaced.
The poor blokes that had to clear it all up have had the most awful job, as it had gone such a distance, all through the hedge, in the shrubs and borders and also up the gravel drive.
We should get a fair crop of barley i reckon.
I've been busy this afternoon and knocked up a new table, and a couple of stands, so her little stall will be open tomorrow as normal.
