...After spending half the week and a considerable amount of my limited budget on building a Hen Ark (no, im not explaining it, go google it!) I ventured out today to try sell a starter egg laying hen package that you could have in any garden. So off to the local farmers market cum car boot sale and my net profit from poultry.... zilce, nano, nothing but ridicule. Die hard farmers that couldnt see the simplicity of my system. "Treated timber, whats that? sure i made a hen run out 32 old pallets 42 yrs ago and its still there". Right, feck off so! so then i get my first good lead, a nice well spoken gentleman approaches, spends quiet a bit of time talking about the whole set up, nice job, no that's not too dear and takes my number to ring me during the week. So a few mins later, feeling kinda better about my self I sneak off for a walk to see the lie of the land, outside I go and low and behold, theres mr future hen farmer himself with a nice little stall set up outside a nice campervan(something else that i have a keen interest in). So, being the polite guy that i am i stroll over, giving a loook at his wares. Of course i have to admire the fine bus conversion he had so he brushes his daughter aside (whos mental ability was defiantly debatable) and invites me in for a closer look. At this stageIm getting worried, he's getting very friendly..... I start to hesitate, my phone beeps "i better get back to my stall its getting busy" oh no problem he sayes but can i give you something to read....hands me a leaflet, "I'm christian you see...." ARGH!!!!!! run...a fucking born again christian and he has me fecking number" Jebus, you'll never get us back if you continue these underhand tricks to get me onside! I'll set the hens on you!!!
Tommorrow I visit the bank to tell them Im a poultry farmer who can no longer afford fiscal repayments and would they consider meat and or eggs....
will keep ye posted,
Jay
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