Although we live too far from town to ever get a takeaway delivery, we are very lucky with local amenities: there’s an athletics club and running track two miles away (not that I frequent it), and within a mile are a church, two shops, a post office and a farm store. Despite this proximity to the local shops, I’ll do without something rather than make a special journey. As long as we have essentials like flour, milk and eggs, I can manage to create something for meals until I’m passing the shop on another errand and will pop in for a few groceries. As you might be guessing, I always end up having to do lots of different tasks when I eventually do go to town and end up racing around trying to fit everything in and inevitably forgetting something. I never go to town just to do a grocery shop or to buy clothes.Love Thy Neighbour by @Irishfarmerette Click To Tweet
Last Saturday, I had to get bread, chocolate, petrol for the lawnmower and a few things from the farm store. Shopping that would normally take ten minutes. I was gone for over an hour. I met three farming neighbours in the feed merchants so we caught up on the successes and failures of the calving season, the breeding season and silage harvesting. One neighbour wants to buy two of our bull calves as future breeding bulls so I suppose I could claim I was also working. On going to the shop, I met two more neighbours I hadn’t seen in months and we exchanged updates on our children’s progress and other news.
I did exactly what my husband would have done. I came home and complained about being delayed – even though I had enjoyed the conversations.
The local shops and farm store provide many essentials but as a bonus, on this sunny Saturday (and it happens on lots of other days too), farmers metamorphosed from tired busy people to relaxed chatty individuals. It was just a pity we didn’t have the beautifully coloured wings of a butterfly to replace the chubby wobbly caterpillar bodies.