Bluebeard and catch up

Hazel and I sat through 90 minutes of French fairytale dross that was the movie Blue Beard tonight. The film was incidental as it was necessary for both of us to catch up with life and news, so the chat and gossip in the car on the way to Theatre Clwyd was much more important. than a 16th century romp around French folklore.
When I got home, Nu had left a message that she is coming over to visit on the 17th of December and Bel (he of the lovely poem -last post) invited us to his daughter's wedding in Sheffield on the 4th of December!!......my pre Christmas socialisation plans have just taken a boost of 200%

Anyhow Chris was in bed when I got home, so William and I sneaked out to watch the badgers again for a while. Tonight a juvenile joined the two adults with their nightly mooch around the coops and I had to carry William with a hand over his mouth, as the terrier understood that we were there specifically to watch these beautiful creatures.

Tomorrow three welsummer hens are being "donated" to the field population....I received a phone call from someone in Holywell who wanted to re home some unwanted poultry...of course I accepted......With them the field population will number 95 

15 comments:

  1. John Gill's Ark! LOL!

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  2. Welcomed with open wings? Re 'Blue beard', ever read a book by Huysmans called (in translation) 'Down there'? It's the only book I had to put down through fear and disgust.

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  3. 95??? 95??? I'm speachless.

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  4. terry
    u have more animals than i DO
    X

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  5. Hard to believe people have "unwanted" hens. What is wrong with them?

    It must be interesting to watch the badgers, guess they were showing the kid the ropes, huh? Let's just hope they don't get brave and come during the day!

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  6. Oh! Dear! what a faux pas - my sincerest apologies John. I am always very particular about peoples names, a characteristic you may appreciate in a nursing background!

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  7. Now that will certainly keep you off the streets John!
    Jim

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  8. 95 leaves me speechless as well...and also JEALOUS, too :-) Can't wait to see pictures of the Welsummers. I hope you name them (unless they've already been named). They are beautiful birds.

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  9. John, I only have more animals by weight. 3 horses, 3 cats, 1 dog, 3fish.

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  10. You've got more critters than Chester Zoo ;)
    I know how much hard work is involved with taking care of many animals, dedication on a daily basis, and yet we wouldn't have it any other way.
    Sounds like your Christmas calendar is filling up fast.

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  11. I'll get them to dec out the city for you then! I love watching badgers. I once had to accompany my son to Beaver Camp (yes, weve done all the jokes!!) and the parent helpers sat up most of the night watching 3 badgers. Lovely. As for my PJ's and slippers - I am in them most nights now by 7pm (the only advantage of dark nights!) Hubby commented the other night that all my pj's have red wine stains down the front!! Sexy.

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  12. Wow! 95 ,I am impressed!

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  13. Ahem! And where are the GOATS at your farm. Goats? Goats? GOATS!!! We are the MOST important of all farm animals. My lady would like Welsummer chickens someday. She can't eat all of the eggses as it is so I don't know why... I would like to see a photo of those badgers, please. Of course the FLASH would scare them off.

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  14. Anonymous8:26 pm

    Mr. and Mrs. AND Junior? It's starting to get all Goldilocks and the three Badgers over there, isn't it? Who needs French fairy tales when you have your very own story unfolding right outside the backdoor? I can just see William straining to control his excitement. Good boy!!!
    There's a big badger community (actually it's a lot of grumpy old hermits who bad mouth one another constantly) living up in the hills where I take Dane every night. They're the ONLY animal he won't chase. They scare him and he comes slinking back to me and tries to hide his head in my pocket until he's sure they're gone again. It's one of the only signs of common sense I've ever seen him exhibit. He may live after all.

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