Farmer: [On phone-in] er, then we bring the cows in, get them milked by six am, so all the...
Alan: [Interrupting] You're listening to Today's Farmer.
[The farmer has stopped talking]
Alan: Go on, you were talking about cow bringing-in.
Farmer: Yeah, we bring them in for milking, and then...
Alan: [Interrupting] Pop the straightjackets on them?
Farmer: [Pause] What?
Alan: Thanks very much for being This Morning's Farmer, Robert Moon. Robert, did you have your breakfast this morning?
Farmer: Well I reckon the way things are going, I...
Alan: Can you just answer yes, for the purposes of a joke?
Farmer: Yes.
Alan: In which case, you must be a full moon! [Pause] Hello?
Farmer: I'm still here.
Alan: Yeah I was making a pun on your name.
Farmer: Oh right.
Alan: [Shakes his head] Anyway, thanks very much for being This Morning's Farmer.
[Alan plays an Old MacDonald accordion jingle, followed by a cow moo]
Alan: Sorry about that. Robert a bit slow on the uptake, there. I don't know what he had for breakfast. Presumably an infected spinal column in a bap. Just making a quick joke there about how infected cattle feed can attack the central nervous system. It's just coming up to 5:35am, Kommen Sie bitte, und listen to Kraftwerk.