I know, it's lazy blogging, but just wanted to show you just how big Winnie and Jo are after just three weeks of hatching.
They seem terrified of the turkeys and other birds and kept close to "mom" during their time on the field. I will blog properly later...have an amusing family story to share
Spartacus the deformed eating hen died in the night. Her sad little body a testament to the uncaring factory farm where she came from. The five remaining hens seem healthy enough, even though they are light runty little birds with bad skin.
My sister Janet (below) took the plot next to ours and employed some nifty footwork in her efforts to raise the worms from their slumbers. but the little buggers remained stubbornly elusive!!!
I think the organisers forgot that we have experienced one of the driest summers for many a year, and the lawn was like a slab of concrete, but after 30 minutes banging, shouting and sweating Janet had found just two worms and we had found two!!! The other 8 teams managed a somewhat disappointing 3 worms amongst them
The adjudicator ruled in our favour! (one of Janet's worms had died of shock) and we won the prize money of 25 quid....which was a real bonus.
After the last blog I felt I had to be a little more ...well........gay!
I love this scene...........For my 40th Birthday Chris hired a cinema in Sheffield and showed this movie for me and a group of my friends...the lobster claws make you smile don't they?
Chris and I went to the supermarket this evening and stopped for a coffee in a cafe. As we sat with our drinks I read one of the cafe's papers and caught a sobering editorial that discussed the continual practice of the stoning of adulterers in Iran.