A Village view taken from my friend Geoff's bloghttp://onceinalifetimeinwales.blogspot.com/ (Two blogs from one Village....must be a record)
Well Hughie survived his cold night up in the bare Graveyard Elm, and this morning heralded the sun, a tree full of cold footed guinea fowl (above) and a village full of activity and gossip!
Nothing unites people more than a crisis, whether it be a disaster or man made conflicts, and this morning the "Spirit that won the war" was evident all over Trelawnyd.
The post office was packed when I called in to thank Jenny for her phone call of yesterday. (She had a load of out of date milk that she offered for me to feed up the pigs in the cold weather!)
The subject on everyone's lips was of course the snow, and each person had something to say about, who got stuck where, and who didn't make it up the hill to get home!
In some cases, peoples' stories were indeed serious, for example my friend, Geoff's wife Christine was trapped alone in traffic for over seven hours, but most people made the hazardous journeys home in more or less one piece.
Of course, as always, little acts of kindness surface amid the unusual conditions. Farmers, in their tractors ferried people up the 700 feet from the coastal plain for nothing (although one farmer was reported to have charged individuals 20£ a pop to pull their cars out of the snow drifts!). The village pub opened all day to accommodate stranded commuters, and next door neighbour Mandy, was spotted darting around the village checking upon elderly friends after she had delivered the newspapers and magazines!
Not to be outdone, I dropped in some spare eggs to Mrs Jones and Auntie Gladys,offered to clear Trevor's paths of ice (at 80 he had sorted it all out himself!) and enjoyed the "bonne amie", from the much increased daily village population, as most people had decided to spend the entire day at home.
Brits love this sort of crisis, and to be fair, I do think that it brings out our normal self effacing natures and wry senses of humour. but, having the animals, , I am beginning to hate the snow and misery it brings. Extra food and water all need to be checked upon throughout the day, but at least I don't have to worry too much about Gladys and Nora, who have been left a huge parcel of stale Christmas cake this afternoon by a kind soul. After a massive feed both girls have retired to their straw filled hut to sleep the cold away
Well Hughie survived his cold night up in the bare Graveyard Elm, and this morning heralded the sun, a tree full of cold footed guinea fowl (above) and a village full of activity and gossip!Nothing unites people more than a crisis, whether it be a disaster or man made conflicts, and this morning the "Spirit that won the war" was evident all over Trelawnyd.
The post office was packed when I called in to thank Jenny for her phone call of yesterday. (She had a load of out of date milk that she offered for me to feed up the pigs in the cold weather!)
The subject on everyone's lips was of course the snow, and each person had something to say about, who got stuck where, and who didn't make it up the hill to get home!
In some cases, peoples' stories were indeed serious, for example my friend, Geoff's wife Christine was trapped alone in traffic for over seven hours, but most people made the hazardous journeys home in more or less one piece.
Of course, as always, little acts of kindness surface amid the unusual conditions. Farmers, in their tractors ferried people up the 700 feet from the coastal plain for nothing (although one farmer was reported to have charged individuals 20£ a pop to pull their cars out of the snow drifts!). The village pub opened all day to accommodate stranded commuters, and next door neighbour Mandy, was spotted darting around the village checking upon elderly friends after she had delivered the newspapers and magazines!
Not to be outdone, I dropped in some spare eggs to Mrs Jones and Auntie Gladys,offered to clear Trevor's paths of ice (at 80 he had sorted it all out himself!) and enjoyed the "bonne amie", from the much increased daily village population, as most people had decided to spend the entire day at home.Brits love this sort of crisis, and to be fair, I do think that it brings out our normal self effacing natures and wry senses of humour. but, having the animals, , I am beginning to hate the snow and misery it brings. Extra food and water all need to be checked upon throughout the day, but at least I don't have to worry too much about Gladys and Nora, who have been left a huge parcel of stale Christmas cake this afternoon by a kind soul. After a massive feed both girls have retired to their straw filled hut to sleep the cold away
We've still to get snow, but this cold weather stinks, particularly with the animals. I have to go out in the morning and in the evening to break the ice and give the birds water. It's barely getting above freezing here. If it has to be this cold, at least let it snow. Otherwise...WARM UP!!!
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Our guinea's seem to be taking the frigid temps better than the chickens, the guinea's like to get out each day but the chickens and turkeys stay inside.
ReplyDeleteWe're begining to hate the snow too it's not just the chickens we also have two horses who are stuck in their boxes desperate to get out.
ReplyDeleteAnyway enough woe, Happy New Year to you.
Also, although I don't comment v. often I can't begin to tell you how much I enjoy your blog.
joanna, I have been sneaking Hughie extra corn....he has picked up if I call him during the day, that I will be feeding just him...and runs up with Rogo(the cockerel) in tow for an extra nosh
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It restores your faith in human nature doesn't it? 8inches of snow here & freezing cold tonight, so nothing to do but sit tight & take good care of the critters - it's a hard life ;-) Hope you & yours stay healthy & safe. Much love, Sara xx
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