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Popping poppy

Poppies Popping out all over !

Recovering from trauma of being incarcerated in the poly tunnel this morning. Went in full of beans and came out broken !

Simple enough you would think to pick some innocent courgettes for the world famous courgette cake. The courgettes were there , just, I had thought there were lots more than there actually turned out to be .. but hey I had only preprepared all the other ingredients so was sort of committed at this point . Next thing I knew the door had slammed shut . Thinking nothing of it I collected up the courgettes and went to pull the wee string that lifts the latch from the outside .And it came off in my hand …several expletives followed which attracted the attention of the boy sheep . Curly , Curly’s brother and Wills made a beeline for the tunnel and very helpfully made a great show of doing very little constructive to help ,rather they seemed more inclined to push through the mesh sides of the thing ,which while that would have given me an escape route ,would not have enamoured them to Paul ,and would rather more certainly have sealed their fate, and meant a quick  ticket to the big white freezer box in the sky. As I found to my cost, polytunnels are not the worlds best repositaries of tools to use to escape from places .. luckily though I managed to concoct a strange pointy hook thing using some dodgy bits of wire , to reattach string to latch and thence freedom! and a whole heap of sheep demanding breakfast and trying to nab some tasty courgettes as hors d’oeuvres.Hope this is not an indication of the day to come …still got cream topping to get on to cake..and pistachios to chop ; in between scrambled eggs and bacon ?maybe not

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escaped again

Escaped again !

wake up to glorious morning of sunshine , standing at the window looking out on to the newly planted and growing perennial meadow, and the sheep calmly grazing on it and wandering across the drive … WHAT ? what are those sheep doing there ? it is the boys of course ..(Curly, Curly’s Brother, Wills ,Satan and Zebra) (bizarrely Magnus the ram is too much of a wimp and is back in the paddock bellowing his head off in frustration) (another dent to his manhood the big old pussycat)  and they have escaped again… and wrecking our new border… howls of rage ensue from Paul who threatens fire and brimstone on their heads and rushes out in his pants to get them off the new plants(munched stumps by now).. hope b and b guests still safely tucked up in bed rather than be party to this spectacle ! probably not as Paul bellows like a madman with a colourful scottish lexography to match ! imagine guests at the window thinking why are we staying in this place with these two mad people !! and how soon can we escape !thankfully manage to usher them all (the sheep rather than the guests !)back to the paddock with huge bucket of food and not too much pantomime. This was after showdown in the woods (Miss Pig and Mr Zebra I presume )en route with the pigs ,where Zebra and the pigs take an immediate and mutual dislike of each other and I fear for a dramatic pig breakout to further complicate the situation. Throw bucket of carrots to the pigs as early breakfast  and we can stand down to defcon 2 situation. Living on a knife edge with animals seems to be par for the course . Remind myself ,as limp back from wood/bramble/mud/pig wrestling that I am living the dream !

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british veg

British Veg

and not for giving a hoofy back massage ! Spot , our shetland lamb (boy) is getting very cheeky and finds it amusing to jump up on your back with his pointy little hooves. Result : a back massage with mini jimmy choos.. Now I don’t know about you,and I know people pay a lot for such administrations , but to my mind it is a pleasure too far !

Talking of pleasure…the  boys (Magnus the ram and his cohorts) escape ! into the garden this time for a rampage through what must seem like a giant salad bar of tasty oriental titbits. This happens in a downpour , the like of which has not been seen since Noah packed everyone up in an ark.After stomping around crossly and soggily we give up as dusk falls and we can’t even see the black Curly,Curly’s Brother and Wills , like black ninjas ,cavorting through the echinaceas.

This morning the evidence is all too obvious as we perceive that many of the big luscious grasses have sustained significant collateral damage. Paul is not too pleased. I am just relieved we have got them coralled again before our Dutch garden visitors arrive .Having Curly serve you with a slice of Victoria sponge would not be de rigeur ! tea cup mayhem !

talking of tea cups … watch this space for Robin’s new Driftline mad hatters tea cup sculpture which should be arriving soon ! anyone for tea vicar ?!

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there can be only one medal awarded this weekend and it will be a Gold medal to my wonderful uncle, Keith, who virtually single handedly sheared our whole flock of Shetland Sheep himself (sorry Jack , I  know you did Jean Brown !) on Saturday. Looking today at the bag full of glorious soft fleeces in all those stunning natural hues I can really appreciate all his hard work and sheer dogged determination to achiveve super hero status in the annals of Sussex prairie history ! Thankyou too to Linda his wife who worked so tirelessly with the other heroine, Pat my mum, in the tea shop !!

Magnus, photo by Charlotte Raven

Here is a brilliant photo of Magnus the ram , (taken by our wonderful friend Lottie) (still with his fleece on !)who succumbs to shearing with ill grace and a lot of under the breath swearing. His macho pysche is always sorely tried and we are treated to his unalloyed disdain and contempt for the whole business! when his fleece is off though he just looks pathetically small and his little sticklike legs are so gangly ! The shearing of the ewes provoked much more hysteria when the lambs couldnt recognise their shorn mums and spent hours trailing about like miserable snivelling orphans !

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Lamb you like it !

The most wonderful thing about a lamb is its sheer bouncy springiness. All that coiled energy squeezed into such a tiny little frame.Well our Shetland lambs are small anyway but reduced down to lamb size they are miniature. Totally handbag sized ! You could just scoop them up and carry them away ! Today will just be nuttiness about lambs so bear with me !

Six more potential mums to go ! can we bear the suspense ?!

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Barra, Bearsay and Dotty relaxing

Barra, Bearsay and Dotty relaxing

apologies to Samuel Beckett !

we are all waiting for the lambs to arrive (which hopefully they will ) silly numpties as we are ,we didn’t think about getting our girls (ewes) scanned, so it is all a mystery… and every day brings firstly excitement at imminent arrivals and then plummeting disappointment as nothing happens ..but there are other more predatory fellows waiting for the happy arrivals too…a big fox runs across our top field in broad daylight. §He is also keeping his eye on progress.That is a bit scarey.. crows also hanging about … its a minefield of danger !

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This was a very serious suggestion by our vet treating one of our sheep. Apparently custard creams go down very well with or without grass ! I tried this on our pet sheep Barra and she did wolf it down ! and seemed to enjoy it . Another day at the madhouse !

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