We are in the middle of the shearing course with Chas pontificating to his marvellous slides. I have provided them with brownies and acquired some ‘Thatchers Lunches’ from Ted up at the Witheridge Farm Shop. He made these when the thatchers forgot (!) their lunches. These are like giant pastry rolls with tomato, sausage, bacon and potato, hope they will be OK.
I watched the weanling boys chasing pheasants last night, very funny, for some reason the pheasants just ran in their mad way rather than flying. Alice the puppy was sat in the garden watching them, obviously wanting to join in – not allowed!