Wednesday, 22 January 2014

In The Words Of Flanders And Swann.

Mud, mud, glorious mud.....January in the Sussex Weald can be a very muddy affair. We're on clay here and the wetter it gets the claggier it gets. Rather optimistically it was called Sussex butter and it was believed by some to be lucky to walk it into the house. As the probable cleaner up of such muddy footprints I beg to differ on that point! However, as the old adage goes there none so happy "as a pig in mud!"


Arilx

PS Many thanks to "The Sussex Garland" by Tony Wales for furnishing me with this snippet.
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1 comment:

  1. Hearthwife22 January 2014 at 10:44

    Ooooooooo piggies! Would you just look at those little darlings :)

    *she says twice as the first one seems to have vanished before I got to 'publish'*

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