From Will & Guy.
An American farmer was on holiday in Wales. He could not resist exploring the hill farms north of Aberystwyth. At lunch time he dropped into a pub and fell into easy conversation with a Welsh farmer.
“How big is your spread?” asked the American.
“Well look you, it’s about twenty acres,” the Welshman said.
“Only twenty acres?” the American responded. ”Back in Texas I can get up at sunrise, saddle my horse and ride all day; when I return at supper time, I’ll be lucky to cover half my farm.”
“Sure, sure,” said the Welshman. ”I once had a horse like that, but I sent him to the knackers’ yard.”