Tractor Trouble

James is late for work, but is not that bothered about it...

- James Matthews

I HAD a wonderfully frustrating morning last week. Frustrating because I was late for work, wonderful when I considered the reasons.

My son goes to a nursery ten minutes’ drive from home, a nice easy run when Norwich’s ring road is being kind to rush-hour traffic. The nursery is on a farm at the end of a lane so long and winding that a hand-made sign on a bend half way down encourages visitors to ‘keep on a’troshin’ – almost enough to raise a tired smile on the bleakest of winter mornings.

It’s a wonderful environment for young children with fruits to pick, chickens to cluck back at and tractors bouncing passed the window. And it’s the latter that caused me to be late for work last week.