The church spire is visible through the mist.

J is milking mother Perky and we are bottle feeding her lambs. They spend time with mum but don’t seem to have found out how to feed from her.

Chris enjoyed meeting the little ones this afternoon.

It seems sensible to keep Boris and Johnson (two boys) in the warmth of the kitchen at night until they get stronger.

This little lamb was so weak and floppy last night. We tried to feed him in the barn but he wasn’t responding so we brought him into the house, left the heating on and J fed him in the early hours and just now too. He has been making loud lamb cries (hooray) and pooing (hooray) and is now sleeping. We will put him back with his mum very soon. I really thought he was a goner. Well done J.

This is how he looked last night

This is how he looks this morning – and on his feet!

I do hate hearing the plaintive bleet of a lamb. It sounds too human to my ears

I received a quick call to say the Perky had given birth to twin lambs – a boy and a girl.

It’s all about the sheep for the next few weeks. We brought the flock in to trim some hooves

Put Tufty and the two ram lambs in the paddock with the goats and then brought perky and the twins into the barn.

Where J is tending the stock – and one sky in Borehamwood where I have just dropped off grandson for school

Boy loves the goats and they tolerate the boy.

The sound of the Sunday morning bells of St Denys can be heard in our front garden

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