The Blackcountry Man

By brickmaker

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Mud, mud, glorious mud
Nothing quite like it for cooling the blood
So follow me follow, down to the hollow
And there let me wallow in glorious mud

Lyrics by Flanders & Swann

Any way I digress, today has been somewhat of damp Squib, or more like very wet clay, which took all day to correct and our guys were well p***ed off to say the least. They had to move it by hand until the harder stuff came through the machine.

Lets hope for a better day tomorrow.

Buta at least we are sending some bricks out.

Sorry I changed my blip.

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