The rain has been absolutely horrendous, rivers everywhere, floods down at Bickleigh, the only good thing is that the yards are marvellously clean. The alpacas have been eating twice as much hay as usual and we have had to bring the heavy pregnants in plus two mums with weedy cria. They have got to like being in the barn and are not that anxious to go out again. But finally this afternoon we have blue skies so the animals can start to dry out.
I spent Sunday writing furiously for Alpaca World magazine. I had to get all the news items done as we are now at the final furlong and Jeff and I have to switch horses and get on with the Futurity catalogue. Both publications have to be finished and up at the printers before Christmas ready to roll straight after the New Year holiday.
My son Thomas and I are nearly ready to put the redesign of the website up. Thomas was here for a couple of days last week as he had a meeting at the Eden Project for the free trade charity he works for Trading Visions. He spent some time teaching the technically incompetent, i.e. me, to understand how to change the content using WordPress. I have to write all the steps down because these things never stay in my tiny brain. Then he was off to spend a weekend at Butlins at Minehead with five friends, including middle son Alex. Why Butlins? you may ask – it was an indie music festival – organised by Portishead. Apparently this kind of do enables the holiday camps to survive.