While I love working in heartland New Zealand, I’m really not so keen on cow poo. I had a rural client who needed a landscape vista for a billboard. The rep had scoped a site, and we headed off into the far corner of a North Canterbury farm to reach it. On the way was a long cow lane that was a couple of inches deep in this pure slurry of muck.
The rest of Friday afternoon was spent cleaning this mess ahead of yesterday’s wedding! The garage STUNK overnight, and the amount of muck that came off was unbelievable. I even had to waterblast the underside of the car, and have bucket loads of manure to prove it. (I even managed to get it on my roof).
The funny thing is, the job was pasture base, and nothing to do with cows!!