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| Meg.Enjoying the sun...Duster is in the distance |
" cor...lummy....it's a warm, nay HOT bank holiday"
A totally unbelievable event in recent Uk history.
I have wasted half of the day in bed after night shift.....
And woke up under the eaves of the cottage, sweating like a pig.
Bwthyn-y-Llan is south facing, so warms up magnificently when the sun is out.
The heat gets you up and going much quicker than any alarm clock
The badgers removed poor Bogbrush's corpse over night, leaving a couple of white tufty bits in way of a guilt trip for me.....Duster, Bogbrush's brother is now king of the field.....he should be safe from tin bowl weilding ,sciatica suffering nurses.........he's a benign fellow,
Anyhow ..we are off to Jacksons ( a market garden and cafe just outside the village) for a sticky bun........I wanted a scotch egg..... But there is no call for them .....heathens
Chris talking to Albert on top of the blind Rooster Cogburn's run.
With Meg looking on
happy puppy!
ReplyDeleteall we seem to have these days is sun and heat. i need rain big time! do you ever make your own scotch eggs?
ReplyDeleteNext week will be my first effort to create the ultimate scotch egg
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Watch this space
Aw, you might have given Bogbrush a decent burial at least.
ReplyDeleteMy English born partner used to make scotch eggs. Some deep frying and lots of fat was involved. It amuses me that you can buy take away scotch eggs.
Leave it to a cat...always the king looking down on his people.
ReplyDeleteSo true!!
DeleteNow that you mention the heat, I think these are the only outdoor photographs that I have seen on this site with any shadows.
ReplyDeleteDoes the sun come out so rarely there? Today's temperatures (max/min) at Mohali, India are 34 and 19 degrees Celsius.
No KK the heat and sun is a rarity in Wales especially over this winter
Deleteyou werent wielding a feeding tin perchance, when they told you they didnt have any scotch eggs, right?
ReplyDeleteNo my temper tantrums are now over
DeleteI'm sure the badgers appreciated your offering and life on the field will be calmer without the little bully.
ReplyDeleteAndrew (above) expressed my initial thought re the poor Bogbrush. I only hope Duster isn't pining.
ReplyDeleteNow that you've presumably had a shower to wash away your 'glow', get it all back again by going out and running around like a mad thing with Meg and Albert in the sun. I'm sure they'd appreciate your company - not to say rather nonplussed by your curious antics.
Ray.... Chicken carcasses should not be buried... As though as it sounds a meal for a badger is kinder all round
DeleteWhy should they not be buried?
DeleteI hope the Badgers don't now think of your runs as the local restaurant. Although, maybe they did already!
ReplyDeleteI'm glad Bogbush's untimely demise profited somebody!
ReplyDeleteLooks like a lovely day John. I hope you and Chris enjoy yourselves immensely regardless of the lack of Scotch eggs. We finally have had nice sunny weather here too and the only snow left is from the sledding hill! The Newfs are hanging out there now.
ReplyDeleteA hot bank holiday indeed. I actually enjoyed gardening.
ReplyDeleteWot?! Having done the foul deed, you DIDN'T eat Bogbrush?!
ReplyDeleteNot enough meat on him
DeleteFowl deed?
DeleteSticky buns and sunshine! Are you sure you're not dreaming?
ReplyDeleteOk John, how do you pronounce Bwthyn-y-Llan? I've seen recipes for scotch eggs and "contemplated" trying them, though they aren't on my low cholesterol, semi-vegetarian diet, they do sound delicious even if they are a heart attack waiting to happen!
ReplyDeleteI forgot to comment on your previous post and ask if you and your tin feeding bowl are for hire please as I need a hitman for the bloody cockerel next door?
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A hot day in Wales? What an event! Will you be showing a video on the making of Scotch eggs?
ReplyDeleteMeg is so cute! Can't believe you're having such warm weather. Send some across the pond my way please! :)
ReplyDeleteIf one of our hens dies John, we always put it out for the fox - it is a good way of recycling and most of them have cubs to feed at this time of the year. Mind you Bogbrush wouldn't have a lot of meat on him.
ReplyDeleteMy neighbour in my last location never buried chicken or rooster carcases, either. She'd let them in the large field for the foxes, although she never explained why. I'm guessing they'd smell the carcase even under several inches of dirt and dig them up?
ReplyDeleteLooks like you're having a lovely day.
Hmmm. "...he's a benign fellow". I'd still keep the tin pan within reach, John. Now that Duster is Ruler of the Roost, he may change. After all "Absolute power corrupts..." I'm just saying. ;-D
ReplyDeleteBlind Rooster Cogburn sounds like a jazz muso from the 1930's ;-)
ReplyDeleteBring on the warm sunshine!
ReplyDeleteI have wasted half of the day in bed after night shift.....
ReplyDeleteTell me about it!
i am wondering if there is a difference between your scotch eggs and ours. most places here deep fry them and i don't like that because then they have the fried oil flavor. i bake mine. people love them. this last time i made them with maple sausage for the first time. YUM!
ReplyDeleteEnjoy your warm weather, John!
ReplyDeleteGreat series of photos. RIP Bogbrush.
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