At the weekend just gone, the current Mrs Masher and I took drive westwards to visit some friends.

Our route west, took us through Chipping Norton and within spitting distance of Jeremy Clarkson’s Farm, Diddly Squat. But rather than spit at it, we decided we’d pop in for a visit.

Mrs M thought it would be great to nip into the farm shop and get some BeeJuice (honey) to take home.

Judging by the number of vehicles in the car park, though, I guessed this was going to be either a very long stop for us or a very quick one.  It was the latter.

The queue for the farm shop was horrendous! I stood and watched it whilst the missus availed herself of the lavatories and in that time I estimated it would likely take at least 90 minutes to just get into the shop. Bugger that!

So, we wandered round to the café at the back. I saw a couple of people carrying burgers and chips to one of the outside wooden tables. The burgers looked fantastic, but once again, the queue was horrendous, so we didn’t bother.

So, in the end, we were only there for about fifteen minutes. Oh well, maybe we’ll try again another day, when all the fuss has died down.