Despite the fact that the floor is still painted dark brown, the wallpaper is peeling from most rooms and the kitchen is still green...the house really feels like home. Since we moved on 23 March we've spent the majority of our time outside. We have the tan to prove it ('Why are you orange?" asked Jess). And we're gradually getting to know more of the local people. Who, so far, all seem lovely. We met our next door neighbours for the second time at the weekend. Having worked with a wide variety of people over the years - my least favourite has always been the type who seem to think they need to assert themselves. Who feel the need to let you know how important they are. Or how much money they have. Who are probably sadly lacking in the sexual activity department. And who for some reason probably feel threatened and use bullying tactics as their defence. That kind. I hope I have just had a very bad first and second impression and that I am wrong. But so far - it seems we are not going to get along. They seem fixated on access. The access they believe they have a right to - over our land. Access that all our documents say has been relinquished over the years. I don't even mind that the topic has come up - though I would have thought it could have waited five minutes. The problem is the attitude, The 'we know better' thing. So once I have got over the 'rug has been pulled from under me' thing and restored my 'happy as a pig in muck' I will pick myself up and tell them. I have been 'bullied' too many times. I can't let that happen now. Not when we've been so happy. And they WILL NOT UPSET my Stu. No fuckin way. Back to progress and the good side of life in Wales The hen house arrived today. It's purple and plastic. (I hate purple and I'm not a fan of plastic - however...it's a bright and cheerful colour and the plastic is supposed to be a good solution for cleaning and avoiding red mite) It was also expensive. But when you've met the new neighbours and need to treat yourself....the best thing to do is to buy a purple hen house. Tomorrow the forecast is rain. So we're going to take a break and go hen hunting. I spoke to one breeder today - interesting conversation.
It reminded me of the time I went to the Ford dealership in Altrincham many years ago...
We also popped into Ruthin to get some hen supplies. Armed with a scribbled list that we had 'researched' on Google. We were very lucky to bump into one of our neighbours who guided us through our hen supply shopping. She has also offered to pop round any time if we're not sure if our hens are doing something odd. This did make me wonder if hens often do odd things. It's worth noting that this particular neighbour has names for her four sheep. I can tell we're going to be friends. I've also been Googling alpacas. But to be honest I'm not really sure why we would want or need them. Unless we decide the hens need bodyguards. I'll keep you posted. I finally set up an 'office' this afternoon. Needs must. I have a wedding a week on Friday and will need to spend some time on the big screen editing etc. But it's also nice to be able to sit comfortably and type. I've missed that. Things not going so well..
And finally... George is back on form! He's back to playing and snuggling and being bossy and trying to trick me into giving him more food. And since he's been poorly he seems to have stopped catching voles / mice. I bought a tent
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......BT created Broadband.
Slow...but a connection. So I thought I would make the most of it before it disappears. Again. I want to document the things we have found and discovered and unearthed and dug up and burned since we moved in on 23 March. Here goes:... Paddock and garden (borders)
In the house
And then there are the things we've found and have reused
And the work we have done so far (with some help from Jess, Sally, Shaun and Rick the neighbour)
Writing all this down it doesn't seem much. But Stu has used muscles he didn't know he had. And I've ruined my nails. In nearly 6 weeks we've had no more than six days of downtime - taking much needed rest. From our front door we've seen jets, military transport planes, lambs, Red Kite, pheasant, woodpeckers, mice (thanks George), owls, partridge, all the tits and the finches, sparrows, buzzards and the rest of the usual birdlife. And long reaching views of hills and forest. We're exhausted. But there's nothing better than sitting outside, watching the sun go down, after a full day of hard labour. It's totally rewarding and addictive. I go to sleep every night excited about what the next day will bring. So on tomorrow's list of jobs?...
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