After much deliberating - and wishing we had started at the weekend (hindsight is a wonderful thing) - the mower is whizzing round the Teapot Field. The forecast has been "mixed", and seems to change as often as we look at it (frequently), but in the end we went with our instincts (looking at the sky and how it felt). We know that there's probably rain coming soon, but if we crack on we should get a lot of grass in the pit before it does.
I'm off now to ice the dozens of cakes I made earlier for such an eventuality (workers need feeding to keep their strength up).
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