A popular car show host and columnist, a grumpy old man who has repeatedly appeared on the blacklist of the British media, a man who can't tell the difference between barley and wheat, a plant killer, suddenly wants to run a farm. The sowing period coincides with the rainy season that occurs only once in decades, the growing season coincides with the driest spring on record, and the harvest period coincides with an epidemic that only occurs once in a century. After working hard for a whole year, I made a net profit of 144 pounds. But he never imagined that he could get such pure joy from his Lamborghini tractor, the deer and hares in the fields, the sandwiches made from his own wheat, and the juice squeezed from his own apples. This book is the most authentic and vivid record of the "rural life" that was full of fun and trivial matters throughout the year.
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