Young Farm Adventure

Dust as far as the eye can see, and the nose can smell

"I'm bored" mumbled David. The dogs had long since disappeared and the sheep had managed to stomp on the children's feet more times than he could count. "Let's have a look in the tractor shed." He said, clearly bored as bat crap. "Fine, but I dibse Old Yellow" yelled Ann from across the sea of dirty white sheep. She'd had enough of the musty, greasy sheep smell for one day.

Just to the left of the sheep yards sat an aging and rusting tin shed. Old Yellow took pride of place, its chipped mustard paint standing out against the deep red-brown of the bull dust beneath it, and the more modern green John Deer tractors either side.

Ann creaked open the sticky door of Old Yellow's dusty glass cab, and climbed onto the greasy, cracked black leather seat. "So what did you want to look at?" she asked. "I dunno." he responded. "Just wanted to see what we could find." David disappeared behind one of the newer John Deer's, out of Jodie's sight.

Ann busied herself poking around Old Yellow's cab, finding a few odds and ends, like a handful of green and black corroded coins, and a completely rusted pair of pliers that would take the strength of the Hulk to open.

A few minutes after her brother disappeared behind the tractor, Ann heard his voice. "Come here and look at this!" With a moan similar to that of an old cow, Ann exited the cab and squeaked the door closed behind her. "What is it?" she groaned, rounding the corner of the bright green tractor.

Ann's questioned was answered as she received a handful of bulldust to the face. It filled her mouth and clogged her nose, smelling slightly metallic but mostly of manure. "Oh you're in for it" Ann growled at her older and much bigger brother, sneezing and spitting out globs of dust.