J has just lifted a super from Hive number 1. Inside are about 10 frames of honey. Together we brushed off the few bees left in the super and carted it into the barn kitchen.
I was then shown the equipment that we will use this evening A knife to remove the capping wax A spinner into which we put four frames at a time and then hand crankA honey bucket and sieve
There is a tap on the honey bucket and any honey will then be poured through the tap into honey jars
After an 18 month hiatus the Colmworth “monthly cars and bikes of interest” restarted this morning. I love the wonderful old motors, so lovingly restored
A 1931 Ford A very rare beast (I think it’s a sunbeam?)A Cadillac shipped over from Canada with one previous lady owner who used it to drive to Walmart (of course) Phil’s fabulous blue Racing Puma Steve’s Peggy- full of character (he is one of the main organisers of the event which has raised thousands to repair St Denys Church)A modem (and IMO monstrous) Aston Martin
And to top it all our local celebrity treasure – the oldest helicopter pilot in the world who holds his place in The Guinness Book of Records
I did tell him that I duck when he flies overhead! Long may he continue flying
A mother and son came to buy them and take them to their small holding near Rugby.
When they saw the goat kids
They thought they might like to have some goats. I telephoned my goat guru, Maggie, but she said that the kids are too young to leave their mother Willow. We will all stay in touch and we might have found a home for Boaz.
The ducks are back in their old enclosure (which was occupied by the goslings). Everything is calm again
I’m obsessed with pickling cucumbers (and eating them!)
I’m eyeing up the plethora of plums and wondering when they will ripen
I must get in bags of sugar for plum jam making It will soon be time to separate Tufty
There are two ewes who had difficulty with birthing and feeding. We need to put them in the paddock so that Tufty can’t impregnate them. Ditto the two female lambs.
In spite of the cool, wet weather the sunflowers are blooming. They put a smile on my face
A lorry driver arrived with some hardcore. He told me that he used to get his petrol from the farm opposite ours (they still have the old pump outside their house). He was born and raised and still lives in a nearby village. He has worked on all the neighbouring farms, first as a Brussels sprout picker and then on the harvesters and other machinery. Eventually he became a lorry driver.
He confirmed what I had heard that the fields around this village grew large amounts of Brussels. Or,as he said, “you couldn’t move for Brussels round here!” None are grown here now. Well, except in our garden!
I was feeling a little bit envious of my friends who sent me a photograph of their sun drenched breakfast at their french home – complete with a jar of Gables redcurrant jam
Lovely Lemon, our oldest Bantam hen, is the friendliest of all our birds
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The Grey Bantam (who we returned to the paddock nearly two weeks ago) refuses to live with the other birds. During the day she stays under the hen house and only comes out when the others are sit up at night in the morning I see her and try to persuade her to stay out in the run but she won’t listen!