The Tuesday volunteer was sick today. The residents were disappointed so I stepped in to run the word game. I picked the word EXPLOITATION (maybe I was thinking of the Weinstein case) and the ladies had to make as many words as possible using the letters on the board.

We got more than 75 words – residents and visitors all joined in and we all had fun. Mum has had another manicure. Her nails have never looked prettier

I am fed up with cleaning mud from Wellington boots. I know it’s muddy out there

In places it’s almost knee deep in mud. I ask my guests to “please bring wellie boots when you come to visit.” Person after person arrives wearing “old trainers” or “old boots and shoes”. Wrong. You will sink into the mud and ruin your footwear and your clothes. So – I lend them boots in all shapes and sizes and they leave me with rows of boots to dry. Boots from which the mud must be removed and the floor then swept and mopped.

All are welcome here but, please, if I ask you to bring Wellington boots, understand that it is REALLY muddy here – until further notice💕

Now she has gone broody- under the house. Start counting 21 days.

The sheep find their lambs and come to the hay feeder to fill their bellies

And play on the hay bales

And in the barn