This is the first column I have written for Farmers Guardian since my wife Rose’s suicide in June. I have been very touched by the response of so many farming people.
As our financial year drew to a close on January 31 we found ourselves trying to sift through the wreckage of a year ravaged by Covid-19.
On our first date Isobel told me I was the first farmer she had ever met. Our second date was a trip to see my sheep and we ended up dagging out some fly strike and she didn’t balk then and hasn’t since.
After four and a half tortuous years, we have now left the EU and are trading under different terms. Some would say, though, the journey has only just begun when it comes to Brexit.