I wanted to be there as the first wheat harvest came in this year. It was a month ago, standing on the top of the Evenlode valley looking towards our mill, that I had a cheeky wager with my friend. We bet on when we’d see the farmer’s combine harvester…
Sitting in my office at the mill, I look out over the river Evenload, and beyond the Shipton Church tower, towards the fields of wheat growing on the Cotswold hills. The wheat harvest is approaching. The sun has been shining for two weeks now. These hills have never looked better. But…
