Just outside St Denys church is a beautiful and very tall horse chestnut tree.

We nearly lost the footpath, obscured by the tall and flowering oil seed rape.

In the country park we came across village friends one of whom (not the tall one) turns out to be a huge Arsenal fan. She and I will both be at the game tomorrow night. Come on you reds!

The lamb doesn’t want one but I do!

Reunited with mum and sister. A quick consolation feed

and off they go

Our beautiful Bantie cockerel has never fully recovered from the bloody fight he had some weeks ago with the young cockerel in the orchard. His once proud comb now flops to one side

and his wheezy chest means that he is no longer able to crow. When I opened the hen house this morning he came outside and gave a pitiful cry not a crow. Click below

To find another silly lamb stuck in the fence!

I have freed her and given her a stern talking to. It will make no difference!

With three bags of shopping I returned to the car to open the boot. No keys. Aargh! I panicked and pushed my laden trolley to customers services. A woman ahead of me in the queue asked, “Lost your keys?” How did she know. She pointed at them stuck in the grill of the trolley. “I saw the look of panic on your face.” I gave her a kiss and told her she was my angel. One more mishap to go ( the tyre pressure light came on half way down the A1). Pray for me that the third misadventure is not too serious.

Below, my Tesco Angel

Little lambs get entangled in the fences time and time again. The lushest grass is always just out of reach so they pop their heads through the fencing (horns and all) and somehow can’t get out again.

Then we hear them calling and rush to free them. Click below

I have no doubt that this little lamb will NOT learn its lesson.

to eat with the broccoli kugel (eggs mixed with cooked and chopped purple sprouting and mayonnaise, salt and pepper and baked in the oven – apparently Ivanka Trump makes this for the sabbath! Oh well, if it tastes good).

and I found both cats lazing around – Nigel in a pot of Swiss chard

and Mabel snuggled up in my new asparagus bed

Soon to be “off the bottle” but I will miss the cuddles – not the lamb!

I don’t think the geese take much notice. Click below.