29 JUNE 1951, Page 18

Hay-making The farmers are hard put to it now, br

hay-making is also in progress. It is the first harvest of the year, and the most fragrant. All holidays, all childhoods, all sweet idlenesses are comprised in that crushed perfume of cut grass. If you are on the verge of lunacy, or even nervous prostration from having the world too much with you, I advise you to take a two-pronged fork, and spend a day or more in a hayfield, turning the fallen grass to the sun, pausing at intervals to lie down on the hay to let the moistures of irritability sweat out of your system.