This week is a semi-holiday week. The plan was to base ourselves in beautiful rural surroundings (here) while taking the opportunity to explore locally, chill out and invite friends over for BBQs while still being available for our livestock. It’s sort of happening, though there is slightly more rain and less sun dappled relaxation opportunities than I envisaged. Here is a quick round up of what’s going on:
Book. I’ve just received the advance copy and, casting modesty to the four winds (not easy for a nicely brought up rurally based Brit), I’m THRILLED with it! Looks nice, feels nice, smells nice, also available in ebooks. You get the idea. When the time comes that it hits the book sellers (17 Sept, also Mikey’s birthday – yay!) and any of you might invest in a copy I’d just love to know what you think of it. Especially if you like it!
Horses/sheep. All as fat as butter, but that doesn’t stop them yearning over the fence for the lush grass the other side. Yesterday Harry yearned so much that the fence he was yearning over gave up the unequal struggle and collapsed. Harry ploughed through the shattered remains and stuffed himself on mega grass. The sheep followed in their own particular brand of stiff-legged 4-pronged jumps. Slip, a Good Boy, stayed the other side of the fence and bellowed for help. We heard Slip (brass bands aren’t in it when Slip is in full voice), grabbed Harry and the sheep and rigged up a temporary fence. Now we’ve got to return with fencing posts, hammers etc and do a proper job, because Harry is built like a buffalo and wants back in, and the sheep are egging him on.
Geese. Dreadful. They got onto the road a yesterday and chased the postman. I’ve put a large notice on the gate reminding everybody that if it’s not kept shut, we won’t receive any more mail.
Hens. Fab. Wenceslas’ girls are particularly pretty, a mass of frilly feathers and very friendly.
Village. Empty. As if all the inhabitants have been beamed up by aliens. Actually, most of them are in Greece.
Swallows. Hundreds of them up above the stables, making noisy travel plans. I find it most unsettling and wish I was heading for the sun too. Ah well, I hope wherever you are, and whatever you’re doing, you’re having a lovely week and have a great weekend.