Of course, the cows weren’t being lazy, and I doubt that any of them were actually called Buttercup or Daisy; the real buttercups and daisies were everywhere – in the fields, hedgerows, on the edges of footpaths and even on our cycle track. You will see from the photographs that I could not ignore nature’s bounty. As it happens, the cows, well-known in rural areas for their ability to predict rain, were quite right to sit it out; it has been raining on and off all day.