My snaps saved our struggling farm...
Sam Shuttleworth, 31.
Wiping the sweat from my brow with the back of my hand, I climbed into the cabin of our tractor and ripped off my T-shirt, revealing my bikini underneath.
“It’s a hot one today,” I mused.
I lived on a farm with my fiancé, Oliver, 30, and our four children, Mabel, nine, Lilly, seven, Nancy, four, and James, three, and often worked in my bikini.
With 500 acres of paddocks to plough and 1000 sheep and 50 cattle to tend to, it was sweaty work. Oliver and I had both grown up surrounded by farms and animals.
We loved the countryside, so in 2019, when the opportunity to rent and work a farm arose, we jumped at it.
As first-generation farmers,…
