Traditionally, Lent is a period of abstinence, penance and self-denial to bring Christians closer to God. It emulates Jesus’ 40 days spent in the wilderness and prepares believers for Easter. Not chocolate eggs, but new life and Resurrection. I have decided to therefore use Lent as my own little episode of self-denial and abstinence. After…
I love make up. Always have. When I was about four, my mum gave me a little bag with a clasp (how grown up did I feel?) with some of her own make up to play with because I loved it so much. As a punishment one time when I was bad, she threw said…
Our family LOVES pancakes. We don’t need much of an excuse. Sometimes we have them Christmas Day for breakfast as a treat. Other times, we can see the pancake episode of Peppa Pig and use that as an excuse to have them for brunch, Shrove Tuesday is another matter. Everyone is eating them and talking about…
The weather this week has been beautiful here at the farm. Cold and crisp but mostly dry with lots of sunshine-does that make me sound like a weather presenter? Anyway, dry weather means only one thing down on the farm. Outdoor play. I feel like we’ve had a very productive week. Mummy painted bunting on…
Now you know what an egg-advocate I am. What other food can be made into a delicious meal or snack in minutes? Thankfully, on the farm, we have a near endless supply thanks to our happy girls. If you don’t have your own chickens, make sure your eggs carry the British Lion Mark. My favourite…
What do you think of when you think Farmer’s Wife? Go on, have a think. This is what I think. Rosy cheeks, a rather plump old-ish woman with tight curly hair.She is wearing a piny. She has rough hands and kneads bread. She churns butter, knits, feeds chickens, has a wicker basket for eggs….
So thanks to my lovely new chickens, we have LOADS of eggs. So today we decided to make some signs to sell them. Boo was at nursery in the morning so I got Hubster to cut me some plywood. I then gave it a quick coat of pink wood paint and let it dry. Then…
To mark the start of a new series of my favourite programme, One Born Every Minute, I thought I’d let you into a little secret. I have an embarrassing addiction. You know how people giving up smoking calculate how much they would save in a year? Well I’ve done it for my obsession. If I…
It’s a hard job this blogging malarky but someone’s got to do it. This week I have been sampling wine. Yes you read that right. I had been tasting wine, purely for blogging purposes. Now as we all know, things always taste better when they are free. My wine was not only free (thank you…
I cannot believe what has happened. You know how I told you in my previous post that Cookie had more or less been pecked to death, was left with only one eye one eye and that she had subsequently died? Well, there were five of these Old English Game bantams living in the tree….