MY knowledge of smallholding has taken me to some interesting places but one of the most challenging turned out to be the BBC Cambridge radio studio on a wet, cold Sunday afternoon.
Woken by the cock crow as dawn breaks, lulled to sleep by your cattle lowing. In between, a tough but satisfying day of egg-collecting and hand-milking. The life of the small holder has a powerful romantic appeal to anyone sick of the stresses of city life.
