From the Facebook Archives: the Lockdown posts
Life with Fester, Ferretfingers and Thunderthighs: an obsessive entomologist turning mining historian and our two autistic sons. This blog has been prompted by family and friends reading facebook posts and saying "You should write a book". But I don't know how to go about that so they'll have to make do with this.
From the Facebook Archives: the Lockdown posts
It’s become my habit to go and look in the open-sided sheep shed after delivering Ferretfingers at The Rising Sun Farm. I like to keep an eye on the lamb named after me.
Regular readers may recall the surprise arrival of that little lamb as nobody knew the ewe was pregnant. So much so the Farmers were suspicious that the tups were firing blanks.
I was delighted to discover, this morning, two little pens at the back of the sheep shed, each containing a ewe and a lamb. The second ewe had also been pregnant.
In other news, although the storm Arwen traumatised hens are still confined to the brick built shed, the geese are out grazing and the ducks are out in their pen.
| Whose the daddy? |
“Yess”
*TheWeakest Link, Two Tribes, The Chase, Pointless (with Pearl), 15to1, TippingPoint.
From Facebook Archives, and still relevant even though Royal Mail has been privatised.
22 August 2013 at 18:38 ·
*General Post Office – for those too young to know.