My young critic.

I was sitting with mum at the care home this afternoon when her great grandson (my oldest grandson) rang to give us a review of the remake of West Side Story.

I am delighted that grandson (aged 12) has confirmed my instinct that you can’t improve on perfection
The old version (in his opinion) wins hands down.

When I used to look after grandson twice a week before he started school we (probably quite inappropriately) watched West Side Story or part of it nearly every week. All life, love, prejudice and pathos is there in that one superb story with the wonderful words, music and dancing. They don’t make ‘em like that any more!

Recovered from trauma and laying again

Some weeks ago 10 birds were killed by a fox and went off lay

Then avian flu meant that all poultry were obliged to be housed under cover until further notice. But this week the birds have settled down and started laying again. Hooray!

On the windowsill sits a new experiment. Jeremy is making kvass from beetroot, garlic, bread,water and honey. We will wait two weeks and then taste.