OK - on the Welsh farmers theme

There was this North Wales farmer who had hired a new farm hand.

Now on the first day he decided to take the new hand on a tour of the farm, so off they walked.

Evntually they came to a field, and the farmer said, " Now when ever your ploughing or mowing, leave", and he pinted to to cicle of land, not touched for years, " those two bits alone. They are very inportant to me for sentimental reasons."

"Well fine," said the farm hand, "but why ?".

"Oh, that bit there," pointing, "was where I first had sex".

"And the other bit ?"

"That was where her mother stood !".

"God God", said the farmer hand, "did not she say anything ??".

"Well, yes," said the farmer, "Baaaaah !, Baaaah ! Baaaaah !"

And on that note I'll leave you !

Gareth, from South Wales.