Marquire
Well-Known Member
Yesterday was the day from hell.
My OH normally comes to the yard in the mornign with me to turn out the horses and muck out but he was in London for a meeting so I had to go on my own. I'd like to point out that I never normally go to the muck heap as it is constructed on three levels with a complicated ramp system so you can get to the top layer. Basically it scares me!
Anyway it was all going well, turned horses out, started mucking out and then the moment I was dreading-I had to go to the muck heap to empty a huge barrow load of poos and wee soaked shavings. I managed to get the wheel barrow up the ramp onto the second level and I was following behind when my stupid wellie slipped off the plank and I fell backwards down onto the first level then off into a pool of slurry at the bottom. I was lying there winded, soaked through with a stingy leg when the stupid barrow rolled backwards off the second level and fell right on top of me, covering me, in what can only be described as, crap. I could have cried.
But no I struggled on with despite being a bit battered and forked the mess back up onto the muck heap and finish off the mucking out. I was now 7.45m and I was wet, covered in poo and stinking to high heaven and I suddenly remembered I had a meeting at work at 9am so I couldn't go home before work. Bugger! Resourceful old me had some bin bags in the boot of the car so I fashioned one into a tunic top and the other into a skirt type thing and drove to work. I cannot describe the smell in the car.
I got to work and luckily didn't meet anyone on my way to the staff showers. I have all my work clothes in my locker along with a complete set of toiletries thankfully. The final insult happened when I got undressed in the shower room. When I took off my sports bra a perfectly formed round ball of poo fell out. I am mentally scarred!!!! I showered for 15 minutes under the hottest water I could bear but I still felt dirty all day.
This morning I am quite stiff, my legs are black and blue from ankle to hip and I have a wheel barrow handle shaped bruise on my chest.
Muck heaps are evil!
My OH normally comes to the yard in the mornign with me to turn out the horses and muck out but he was in London for a meeting so I had to go on my own. I'd like to point out that I never normally go to the muck heap as it is constructed on three levels with a complicated ramp system so you can get to the top layer. Basically it scares me!
Anyway it was all going well, turned horses out, started mucking out and then the moment I was dreading-I had to go to the muck heap to empty a huge barrow load of poos and wee soaked shavings. I managed to get the wheel barrow up the ramp onto the second level and I was following behind when my stupid wellie slipped off the plank and I fell backwards down onto the first level then off into a pool of slurry at the bottom. I was lying there winded, soaked through with a stingy leg when the stupid barrow rolled backwards off the second level and fell right on top of me, covering me, in what can only be described as, crap. I could have cried.
But no I struggled on with despite being a bit battered and forked the mess back up onto the muck heap and finish off the mucking out. I was now 7.45m and I was wet, covered in poo and stinking to high heaven and I suddenly remembered I had a meeting at work at 9am so I couldn't go home before work. Bugger! Resourceful old me had some bin bags in the boot of the car so I fashioned one into a tunic top and the other into a skirt type thing and drove to work. I cannot describe the smell in the car.
I got to work and luckily didn't meet anyone on my way to the staff showers. I have all my work clothes in my locker along with a complete set of toiletries thankfully. The final insult happened when I got undressed in the shower room. When I took off my sports bra a perfectly formed round ball of poo fell out. I am mentally scarred!!!! I showered for 15 minutes under the hottest water I could bear but I still felt dirty all day.
This morning I am quite stiff, my legs are black and blue from ankle to hip and I have a wheel barrow handle shaped bruise on my chest.
Muck heaps are evil!
