Banging and a crashing and heavy metal music emanating from the contractors lorry outside the barn as, inside, we tried to float and relax as we practised Tai Chi.  BT had decided (after months of prevaricating) to dig a hole in the road so that they can install broadband to our barn. I dared not ask them to turn down the music else we might wait another six months before receiving a phone line.

As soon as we finished our lesson Lin and Frank and driver Dave arrived to collect Barney and Larry.  I had mentioned to Lin’s son, the master carpenter Rhys, that we were thinking of selling the steers and mum Lin (who I had never met before but with whom I often correspond by email) contacted me to say that husband Frank would like to buy the boys.

It should have been an easy task to get the bullocks into the trailer but the recent rain had turned the fields to a quagmire and even the landrover did not like the mud.  In addition Larry and Barney decided that they knew just what we were trying to do and went running off in the opposite direction to the way that we wanted them to go.  What to do but sit down with Lin and have a cup of tea and a piece of cake and call on our dear friend Kate to ask her to come over with two halters with which to capture the bullocks and lead them onto the trailer.

Kate,of course, managed to not only get the halters onto the cattle but with Jeremy pulling and her pushing, get them up into the trailer and closed in securely.  Well done Kate we simply could not have done it without you.

No sooner than everyone had finished a well earned cuppa and gone on their way, the doorbell rang and a delivery of vinyl arrived to cover the floor of the mobile field shelter ready for some visitors who will be “glamping”in it next week……when we look forward to welcoming a group of family and friends to The Gables.  Never a dull moment.