People living in the countryside moaning about rural life

[SuePreemly]

I live in a village. New housing estates have gone in recently. Since then we've had complaints on the local FB page about:

Horse poo on roads
Crow scarers in the field being loud
Slurry smells
Dust during combine season

What on earth do people who move into a rural village surrounded by fields expect?

They're always on about having "consideration for others" on their posts, whilst showing none to the place and people whose work involves it 🥴

Interesting statistics. I'd love to see the Venn diagram.

You will breathe in atoms from decayed spiders and shakeperes last breath all the time

I am not vegan (and squash insects in the house every single day) but that is a bit of a side issue on the thread. My son moved to the countryside (Oxfordshire) and loves it and would never dream of complaining about those essential elements of it. In fact even here in outer London on our road horses go by every day and their mess is just part of life (my mother used to rush out to collect it for the compost heap when I was a little girl when a few carts with horses in the 1960s were still active even in towns - she had an allotment and compost at home too).

We have 18m more people in the UK than when I was born - about 18m too many for my liking and no sign of 20m leaving (my ideal) so we will probably have to get used to having more people around.

You have to be taking the piss here? Surely. There can’t be someone who would really sooner than their food was grown using chemical fertiliser?

No one is going to agree with you because you are fundamentally wrong. I could post protesting that the moon is made of green cheese and no one would agree.

Best make sure you never buy any organic vegetables then.

It is totally unreasonable to expect farmers to amend their working practices for the benefit of your dog (which is presumably not even a working dog).

I'm literally putting that noise on my speakers to sleep at night (minus the animal shagging bit) so I'll have that house! 🤣

I live in rural area too I love the sound of the church bells etc etc, OK I'm not a lover of slurry smell and will have a moan to husband now and again But that's the only person. I know it's part of rural life , Farmers all do an amazing job and its not easy, I never get fed up being stuck while animals being moved from one field to another, even enjoying the antics of some of them, all appear to have their own characters.
Wish newbies would appreciate how lucky they are. If they don't want that life than don't move to the country. Ones that complain about church bells or cows getting close to them should be shot lol 🤣

I just don’t understand how you can be vegan with vegan beliefs and agree with spraying crops chemically the concepts just do not co-exist.

I don’t understand, they fit perfectly well together. Use a synthetic product, not one derived from keeping animals.

Because of the damage that the chemicals cause to the environment, because of the death of insects because of the use of a chemical fertiliser.

Sure, but vegans will wear plastic shoes, made from crude oil instead of leather shoes to avoid using animals.

Not an alien, 😀just completely ignorant about how the natural world works.

Everything is reused, including slurry, whether spread by a tractor or left by grazing animals. Basically, nature runs on muck. And no it won't be phased out in favour of chemicals. Our farm is going the other way, using even more slurry to generate power, before being spread.

You’re happy to increase open cast mining destroying habits for multitude of wildlife and kill aquatic life with fertiliser run off though.

Absolute nonsensical thinking.

@CammoMammo You are right it was 2 kilometres. I just checked the map.

I have an equestrian small holding and we have given up on chemical fertilisers. We don't even poo pick any more, we rest and rotate, as leaving our fields dirty attracts dung beetles, who break down the poo for us and aerate our soil. While the dung beetles are doing their job, the field is full of birds picking through the poo, shitting liberally (bird poo is the best fertiliser). Once the dung beetles are finished, what is left is harrowed in to create top soil on my sandy, rocky field. Chemical fertilisers kill the entire ecosystem of a field while giving fewer and fewer yields every year. Poo is life and more and more people are returning to organic farming and land management. No one is suddenly going to have an epiphany and find this disgusting.

Since vehicles are not allowed on pavements I think you mean there is no pavement and so you have to walk on the road, common in small old villages. Horse shit is big, easily spotted and easy to avoid if you feel you have to. If it's been squished flat and dried a bit, it won't stick anyway.

Without outing exactly where I live, every single person who lives here thinks of it as 'road and pavement' in one'. Don't tell me what I mean.

Great that you live somewhere you can drive cars on the path. I think horse shit is the least of your worries.

My late father used to piss on the compost heap from time to time, because he reckoned it helped to improve the compost.

Maybe he wasn't so wrong...

@LakieLady great for compost

I didn't say it was a path.
Please stop pushing this because I would rather not reveal exactly where I live.

Would that be a shared route , sometimes called a green lane or just a track ?

Common in a lot of places

One on our standard walk around town ( although we are a rural town )

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