Lately I seem to have the farmer's touch. You've heard of the Midas touch where every thing he touched turned to gold? Well the farmer's touch is when everything you touch turns to organic fertilizer.
When I was young I would rant and fuss a bit and tear at my hair, but these days I try to handle things like a New Zealander.
So, what do you do when everything goes awry? Come on, share, you know you want to.
Bless
Pru