Yesterday was the strangest of days for our trusty Barometer in Wattlebury Cottage. It took a nose-dive to 977mb. Mum got very excited and forecast The End of the World. As it happened it turned out to be a Hailstorm. Not even golf balls, but tiny bouncing balls of ice - followed quickly by snow which only lasted 10 minutes. That was it. What a Hoo-Haa. What a disappointment. We had battened down our hatches in preparation for fire, flood and ultimate doom - and all we had was a bit of ice and snow. Pfft!
On a less dramatic note, several of the girls have started to lay eggs. Dad is very excited (not as excited as Mum was) and he carefully collects and sorts them into trays, muttering strange incantations from under his balaclava and fur hat. To me, being a male, it would seem a tad chilly to sit still in one place to lay an egg at the end of January. But the ladies are determined creatures and their inspiration goes back to that most respeggted of Chicken authors, Percy Vere, who wrote widely on the subject of Egg Laying and Broodies.
We have some fine sheep lodging in one of our fields at Wattlebury Farm. They are very friendly and we are trying to train them to give us a ride across the bobbity bobb grass to the Library and back. That would be most useful during the winter months. They seem eager to please. One is called Rocky and another is called Spot and then there is Salt and Pepper too! Gordon xx
On a less dramatic note, several of the girls have started to lay eggs. Dad is very excited (not as excited as Mum was) and he carefully collects and sorts them into trays, muttering strange incantations from under his balaclava and fur hat. To me, being a male, it would seem a tad chilly to sit still in one place to lay an egg at the end of January. But the ladies are determined creatures and their inspiration goes back to that most respeggted of Chicken authors, Percy Vere, who wrote widely on the subject of Egg Laying and Broodies.
We have some fine sheep lodging in one of our fields at Wattlebury Farm. They are very friendly and we are trying to train them to give us a ride across the bobbity bobb grass to the Library and back. That would be most useful during the winter months. They seem eager to please. One is called Rocky and another is called Spot and then there is Salt and Pepper too! Gordon xx
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