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Meanwhile, in Devon;
The island is cut off by the tide twice a day - it’s to get to it when the tide is in.
That's the most delightfully old-school, utterly mental, yet entirely practical solution for that problem. You can imagine when it was built the idea of continuously maintaining a one-off tractor heavily fucked by sea salt all the time just wouldn't be an issue... 'Alf and Gerard down the shop there can sort that, it'll be fine.'
Check this out Dave...
Not quite. Funnily enough, someone managed to video it: