
Kids feeding lambs!





Luckily the hungry trio ran to us for their bottles. At Friday night dinner one of the dishes was a leek quiche (without pastry) made from our eggs, leeks and goat cheddar

Jeremy made a bean cholent which was delicious



Ted had a bully dog look but was friendly. I had asked, “Does he bite?” And was assured that he was more likely to lick my face than bite. Neither appealed to me!Turned out that Ted’s master is a detectorist and he and two pals were setting up tents to camp in the field until Sunday. They pay the farmer for the privilege and agree to share any treasure trove proceeds.
I learnt a lot and might consider letting them come onto our field another time.





We are never angry with the goats and if I feel sad about the state of our war torn and often corrupt world, I go outside and have goat cuddles and kisses. My solace.

Today I spotted a bird going in and out preparing, no doubt, a cosy nest inside.





Dotty and Domenica come when I call. Not to see me but to get their bottles click below

I had just finished a telephone interview with a journalist in the north of England. A bit of shameless PR here – the book is available on Amazon and also to order through Waterstones in UK and Barnes and Noble and more in USA. My local St Neots bookshop have ordered some copies because someone went in there to buy one and they didn’t have it in stock. Wonder how the purchaser knew about it?
