How my farm mucking started

Hello everyone I'm new to this forum but love the topics.
the muddy models discussions are my favourite because of the talk on cow manure.
I was introduced to this area a long time ago by my aunt-short story incase you all get bored with me.
I visited her every summer for two weeks(she lived in the middle of knowwhere in the country),but one time when i was in my mid twenties i turned up with no clothes as my kit bag was stolen.
The morning after i arrived she asked me if i wanted to go to the local pond to cool down as it was very hot.
I said "yes but i have no clothes"
"No problem",she said "ill provide you with something suitable"
with that she pulled down her knickers.
they were silky white but were well worn.
"Put these on" she said "no one will see you & they are suitable for the pond"
I didnt know what she meant but put them on.
We walked straight from her back garden across three fields to a corner of a clearing covered with trees.
As we got near a stench filled my nose.
"Wheres the pond" i said.
"here" she pointed
What i was faced with was no pond but a black/ green/brown expanse of what appeared to be cow slurry.................
To be continued if anyone is interested
Mark xx
the muddy models discussions are my favourite because of the talk on cow manure.
I was introduced to this area a long time ago by my aunt-short story incase you all get bored with me.
I visited her every summer for two weeks(she lived in the middle of knowwhere in the country),but one time when i was in my mid twenties i turned up with no clothes as my kit bag was stolen.
The morning after i arrived she asked me if i wanted to go to the local pond to cool down as it was very hot.
I said "yes but i have no clothes"
"No problem",she said "ill provide you with something suitable"
with that she pulled down her knickers.
they were silky white but were well worn.
"Put these on" she said "no one will see you & they are suitable for the pond"
I didnt know what she meant but put them on.
We walked straight from her back garden across three fields to a corner of a clearing covered with trees.
As we got near a stench filled my nose.
"Wheres the pond" i said.
"here" she pointed
What i was faced with was no pond but a black/ green/brown expanse of what appeared to be cow slurry.................
To be continued if anyone is interested
Mark xx