Filming resumed after the Christmas and New Year break. Not that Steve had much of a break, t’was me was the Xmas slacker. Meanwhile the severe weather has made things tough on the farm though. Frozen water pipes means many of the water troughs freeze up, buckets of water delivered to the animals by hand are the only way. The water supply in the milking parlour is frozen too. Outside the cow pats and cow pee freeze and form lethal adversaries to man and beast. They lie in the dark, waiting, getting ever more precarious, patiently waiting for unsuspecting cameramen…Yes, they found their target.
However, it was also incredibly beautiful down on the farm. There’s no snow but the frost is so severe that it creates incredible thickly layered patterns everywhere. The flooded marshes have frozen and become a winter wonderland. Everything might look great but my fingers are so cold I can’t operate the camera or microphone, neither of us are particularly chatty either. It’s getting toward -10ºC, my fingers are falling off . Hey ‘it looks great!’ except I’m so numb I can’t even press the record button.