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After an exceptionally mild autumn, winter is definitely here as we discovered first hand when we drove through horizontal sleet on the way up our hill to collect a snow-covered quad bike left there at a gathering a few days earlier.

And just like that December has come around yet again, somehow even faster than last year and that means one thing and one thing only: the yard is like a nonstop, revolving door of people known for their sixth sense of arriving when a kettle has just been

I have joined the NFU, which is not a phrase I ever thought I’d say.

Winter has definitely announced its arrival to the Great Orme. With the timely delivery of my eBay purchase, an all-weather combating Swanndri coat, the strong winds and horizontal rain have also arrived.

We have been playing musical farm buildings the past week or two.

This In Your Field article might feel slightly different from me and might only resonate with younger readers, however, do not worry, I will be back with silly family farming stories next time.

The clocks have changed and the nights are well and truly drawing in. As I write this, I have just come in from preparing the cattle sheds for winter.

As we are now well into the season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, there’s one word which gladdens the heart of your average milk vending machine owner: porridge.

Winter housing is rapidly approaching and, despite the lack of any decent frosts yet, each morning is becoming more autumnal, mists hang in the bottom of the valley and gateways are getting a bit ‘clartier’ with every day.

Mid-October and Cheshire is looking reasonably on top of the job. Maize is all but finished, although some crops have been disappointing in terms of yield.