Lazy Arse

Bad hair day John

I just can't get going today.

The weather is glorious again, the sun is that azure blue, the colour you only see on holiday, and it is hot with a faint breeze.

Sure the main jobs have been completed, animals watered, a coop cleaned and disinfected, the "pond" (which is really a square mud hole) cleared out just a little more and of course the dogs have been walked, but despite all this all I really want to do, is to veg out in a deck chair.

So.....I thought.....bugger the digging and clearing away, I had planned for today.....I will have a sit and a think in the garden.

So here I am. Computer on lap, sat in the deck chair in the front garden, with only the blue sky and Meg (who is hanging out of the sitting room window) for company.

It is hay making time, and the steady drone of the farm machinery is a constant backdrop to the cackles and crows from the field poultry.

Not that I can get that much rest.....Mrs Jones called past and had a chin wag, then a retired poultry farmer from Lloc popped down for some eggs. He can keep me talking for hours on the vagaries of hen care which is always great fun..

Next weekend he has agreed to came round to show me how to dispatch my four extra cockerels. I must admit I am not relishing the killings but it has to be done......gulp!.