Move ‘em on has been what we’ve done. Renoir and Fearghus were let out of the byre to allow the girls to have their own maternity unit. A frolicking bull dancing in the spring sun…great, as long as you’re on the other side of a solid fence! Fearghus did trot gallantly through the electric fence but eventually headed back to the approved playground and off the hay field. Getting them to the far field required some nerve and a food bucket. Walking through a field with two hefty size boys being high as kites is not for the faint hearted. … Continue reading Rolling, rolling, rolling…

Yes, our three newest additions to the croft have arrived: Wilma, Julia and Marcia. They have got quite an undertaking of land that I wish for them to dig up for me over the summer but they have made a fair impressive on their arrival. Introductions with last year’s calves required no formal process…although they looked more suited for a ‘touch, pause, engage’ rugby scrum between the nearly all blacks and the nearly all blacks…best behaviour by both parties though. Continue reading Ladies who will be lunch.

What: Poly and Barbie Party. When: Thursday 19th April, 1pm Where: Ours…if you need directions, let me know. Why: The weather is set to be tropical and the plastic cover needs to be put up over the polytunnel frame in +15 degrees C, which happens rarely for us so we have one day this year to complete the job and this is no small frame… Who: Everyone, no gardening experience or qualifications such as having a B & Q card required. Just the ability to lend a hand. What, just work? No, the BBQ will be planned from 5pm so … Continue reading Poly and Barbie Party