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As the year continues on apace, we entered the whirl of second cut. I’m sure I’m not the only wife/mother who goes through these times in an anxious state.

Put in layman’s terms, an agricultural common is an area of land which has an owner, usually described as The Lord of the Manor, who doesn’t farm it but  allows another farmer to graze it if they have either bought the right to graze it when they bought his/her farm, or else pays for the right via the tenancy of the farm he/she farms.

Mid-August and the often-talked-about ’mid-summer dip’ arrived.

Son Sam arrived home after shearing 10,000 sheep in the Scottish Highlands, and it is great to have him back.

This year is a big one in the Amiss household, with one graduation, one first-year exam results, one A-levels and two GCSE results.

Or to be more accurate, it wasn’t the shearing that was the biggest job – it was gathering them all first.

This month I have for you the story of how a ginger kid is starring in a supermarket advert.

From torrential rain to a heatwave within a matter of days. July threw the proverbial kitchen sink at us in terms of weather conditions.

All our sheep were finally shorn by the first week of July and the conversation soon moved onto the well-documented price we will receive for the wool.

What a blessing a warm July has been for us, allowing us to crack on with harvesting, cropping, drilling, cultivating, packing and whatever else needs doing to keep us in business.