All right, one way of looking at a measure which was the amount of land a man could plough in one day with a team of oxen is that it is well past its sell-by date. But we loved it. We could visualise it easily and were comfortable with it. It has been the template from which our landscape and indeed our entire agricultural heritage has been created. Its very name, coming from the Old Saxon ‘aecer’ meaning ‘open field’ and the Latin ‘ager’ from which we get ‘agriculture,’ is the key to its ancient lineage and so to our heritage. It is part of our history and literature, indeed of our very selves. Now it is gone, having been fully replaced by the hated ‘Hectare’ (ugly word), which is 2.471 acres. Who would ever want to talk about God’s little Hectare?’I'll tell you another ugly word: Zionist.
Enough said.
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