I have mentioned this before elsewhere on my blog. At the junction of Holt Road, where there is gated access to the huge open-air pig farm, a pile of manure is growing at an alarming rate. It began as a mixture of pig-droppings and straw, steadily growing until it resembled an iron-age encampment.
After the last heavy rains, the interior filled with water, taking on the shape of a lido, but not one that you would ever want to swim in, that’s for sure. It is a haven for flies, and beetles of all shapes and sizes; and if you are careless enough to wander too close, you will notice that it gives off a pretty awful smell too.
Passing by in the car this morning, I was somewhat startled to see that it had got substantially bigger. If someone added a roof, it would be the size of a six-bedroom bungalow, with the current height easily exceeding ten feet. It is now noticeable above the nearby bushes and small trees, and appears to be continuing to be added to by the farmer. I have no idea what his plans are for this unspeakable mound, but he is going to have to apply for planning permission soon, if it gets much larger.
East Anglia is generally considered to be a flat place. Norfolk is not quite as flat as some areas though. Start riding a bicycle around here, and you will soon be aware of many steep inclines, and gradual rises in the contours of the land. Head east, and you will see the Ringland Hills, where the road winds up and down, giving lie to the reputation of flatness. In all honesty, it is a pretty flat place though. The views and vistas are generally uninterrupted, save by the occasional church, or the large buildings used as brewery maltings. Personally, I find this appealing, and I like to be able to look across marshland to the sea beyond, or drive north, with nothing to spoil the view during the ride.
Back to the manure pile though. If this continues unabated, it will soon have to have a name. It will be visible on Google Earth, perhaps even on the satellite view, and will generate curiosity, if it remains anonymous. I think at its present height, Manure Hill will suffice. However, I fear we may soon all be calling it Mount Manure.