Received anonymously:
Pure nosiness took us to the office of a dairy farm at 2am. In complete darkness, with the wind howling and music still eerily playing from the radio, we rummaged our way through their cupboards to our hearts’ content. Among the Ready Brek and cow-themed calendars from years gone by, a few items peaked our interest. We chucked them in a bucket and took them with us, including the keys to their tractors. Sometimes we act in rage, sometimes in sheer pettiness. Just another idea of how to fill any sleepless nights.