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The rain did lay off yesterday for awhile instead we had wind and boy did we get some wind.  By late afternoon we were still intact, thinking we had wind proofed the farm adequately i.e. field shelters firmly fixed down etc… I opened my big mouth to congratulate ourselves on another job well done and the roof of a chicken coop went sailing by.

Poor chickens they didn’t look impressed especially as at precisely that moment the torrential rain decided to ...

Today has been an exciting day.  After all the chores on the farm were done this morning, myself, Neil and our son Charlie bundled into Charlie’s little Toyota Aygo and we were off.  We had been invited to a track day at Castle Combe race track.

We arrived to find Rob from Wellground changing his wet weather tyres for dry weather tyres, forgive me if I got that wrong but I haven’t got a clue what I’m talking about and the ...

Today has been a day full of deliveries, First a large lorry carrying a couple of pallets of cardboard bedding,  This is for Charlie my Anglo Arab horse, he is a very sensitive chap and is allergic to hay and straw and so has a lovely deep bed of cardboard and a hay rack full of haylage.

Next came a fresh supply of flaked peas, these ...

Father Christmas has his elves, I’ve got a Marlene & Tony.  These two characters are to blame for bringing me into this world, they’re my parents.  There is much debate over who is responsible for my numerous bad habits and mad cap ideas. My parents insist its Neil’s fault as I’ve been with him much longer than I was with them and you can imagine Neil’s version is quite the opposite.

This year I decided to enter a few fleece shows.  As all our fleeces with the exception of Dora’s go into wool production I decided I would spare a couple from the wool bag.  That’s the easy bit, why is there always a hard bit? The hard bit for me was picking two, there were so many to choose from.  I’m afraid it came down to whose was the cleanest and the easiest to prepare.

It’s a lot easier getting it ...

The weather has turned for the worse and so it’s in the barn at night for the herd.  They all love coming into the barn especially Dora.  As soon as she’s had her evening feed she’s at the gate asking to come in.  When I open the paddock gate I have to move pretty sharpish to avoid the stampede, as they’re all racing to get to the hay racks first. Dora inevitably wins, she can half move for an old ...

Someone could have warned me! Am I going mad or was I just mad anyway :0)) All my waking hours are spent thinking about what will I write next.  I’m finding that I’m now talking to myself constantly is this the malady of bloggers.

Whilst previously poovering the fields my thoughts would turn to winning the euro millions jackpot.  Oh how I would love to put a card in the job center “Farm hand wanted to poo hoover alpaca fields”.  Thoughts ...