Now I don’t ever pretend to be a tractor expert. In fact, if Hubster starts talking machinery, I have an uncanny ability to totally zone out-whilst still looking like I’m listening. I know. It’s a gift which I cherish. However, I do know enough to be aware of some kind of farmer etiquette when it … [Read more…]
So #Lambing2015 is nearly upon us. This weekend saw us move the pregnant ewes from their usual field to one nearer the house so we can keep an eye on them. It is great because we can see them from our bedroom window so Hubster has a look out every morning to see if any … [Read more…]
I am always a bit dubious about baby cosmetics, lotions and potions. From experience with Boo, some of the leading names on the shelves in shops are not actually that baby-friendly. Babies, newborns especially, have such sensitive skin that I worry I may be doing more harm than good. Poor Beb however has developed quite … [Read more…]
Do you remember Mouseville in the Green Mile? It is a place for mice to be taken to live out the remainder of its years. “Visitors pay a dime apiece, two cents for the kids. Inside the tent they got this mouse city made out of old boxes and toilet paper rolls, little windows so … [Read more…]
Christmas 2014 is over. We have had a lovely time. Eaten too much which, for me was hard because of a certain baby taking over valuable stomach room. Boo has received lots of lovely presents which she has really enjoyed playing with. I’ve not managed to tidy up the toys away totally yet. For one … [Read more…]
One of the great things about having so many animals on the farm is that nothing gets wasted. Left over meat goes to the farm dogs and cats. Vegetable peelings go to the rabbits. This week however, I have been ashamed. My mum picked Boo up from nursery on Monday when I was at work … [Read more…]
Like any normal family, we don’t like to do anything normal so this year, we had our bonfire night on November 4th instead of the 5th. Maybe Guy Fawkes had planned to do it a day early himself but couldn’t gather enough gunpowder. We did consider fire works but with animals and a sensitive daughter, … [Read more…]
The hall way can often be a forgotten part of the home. A place where you walk through but linger little. So I was ill a couple of weeks ago and my parents came round to help me look after Boo-which as any parent will tell you, is a nightmare when you feel under the … [Read more…]
We have some beautiful old trees at the farm. So when Hubster told us there were some oak and horse chestnut trees in one of the back fields, we decided to go and investigate. It has been an unseasonably dry September so we trotted off in regular shoes rather than wellies and took Rosie the … [Read more…]
I’ve been told in no uncertain terms that we are not allowed any more ‘pets’ at the farm. Hubster argues that when I have the baby, it will be he who has to feed them. Just the other day though, Boo and I found a homeless family of hamsters by the farm gates. We asked … [Read more…]
