Sir, – Re Farmer's View 'Confessions of an easy harvest' by Andrew Moir. Recently, in some of the social circles I am in, the weather had become a vastly more prickly subject than Brexit.

You’ll have to look hard to find a grain dryer in East Anglia, however thanks to high output equipment and a recent decent weather window, a huge amount of harvest has been gathered and better than some had thought.

My father once told me there’s always a seed time and harvest time, but not always when you might want them. That reminded me of the Morecambe and Wise sketch with Andre Previn, when they told Previn they were playing the right notes, but maybe not in the right order.

I fear we will have to come to terms with Mother Nature doing her own thing. Sometimes, back in the day when as well as every combine and tractor in East Anglia having a CB on board and harvests at least seemed to take a bit longer, the chatter in the afternoon was sensible in that it related to the jobs in hand.

However, as afternoons turned further into beer o’clock time, chatter became anything but sensible. It took the reality of the orange light on top of the combine coming on to make me realise I was in a tractor cab, not a chair in a pub.

When I once mentioned something about a 'catchy harvest', someone told me that in East Anglia a catchy harvest was called a bachelor harvest. When I asked what that meant, he replied: "If there’s any chance at all ... try and get some!).

John Maxwell