Saturday, 30 June 2012
Friday, 29 June 2012
I finally got around to tackling the fern that takes over vast swathes of the Bonsai Mountain today. I say finally as by now I have usually cut it back several times but this year there has been a lot going on and less time for enjoying myself clearing jungle, getting stung and falling over. There is a school of thought that says you should leave the bracken to grow this big so it really exhausts the roots having given so much to create such a big plant. There is also a school of thought that says cut it when its soft and squishy and much easier than when its four feet tall with wooden stems and amazing capacity to conceal wasps nests.
Thursday, 28 June 2012
Posted by Tony at 21:52
Wednesday, 27 June 2012
We missed a call from Aunt Montana so we will catch up on how she is doing tomorrow.
Posted by Tony at 22:49
Tuesday, 26 June 2012
Kayleigh also showed signs of tummy upset, not scouring or anything obvious, just the absence of appetite and not cudding. This is a very bad sign, the gut then shuts down, bacteria breeds with gay abandon and goat dies. Quickly. Kayleigh was persuaded to eat some bramble tips late Sunday night but I fully expected another casualty Monday morning. Thankfully she was still upright and she drank a litre of warm water with black molasses mixed in, a few hawthorn tips, then the wooden twig, almost my hand, but not any of her food. Hourly observations found her stock still staring into space (a very bad sign) until early evening when she stood and watched yours truly change her bed. Rocky chose to join us and he was very happy playing in the new bedding until Kayleigh barfed all over his back. This was a good sign as her gut had suddenly started to move, admittedly with some velocity, and once the foul mess had been deposited over our show dog she started to cud, so we were happy. Rocky wasn't as happy as the rest of us but he took one for the team. The nice man who sold us the goats is very happy Kayleigh is still breathing as he wants to put the Welsh Champion billy to her as he wants a male kid from her, if they have any.
Posted by Tony at 23:34
Monday, 25 June 2012
Sunday, 24 June 2012
Now this chap, lets call him Steve, was a very interesting man, a former zoo keeper, now keeps bees. So I was given a tour of hives, got to fondle wax comb, saw the extractor and other paraphernalia associated with getting stung. By the time I got home my beautiful and oh so patient wife was ready to call the police to report a missing idiot.
Posted by Tony at 22:13
Saturday, 23 June 2012
We seem to have a glitch in the matrix which is why yesterdays post take 5 disappeared. Today's is having similar trouble, this being the 3rd attempt to publish. Must be the weather. It being another glorious summers day (rain, wind, more rain) it was time to transform our sheep from these woolly cuddly flockers to shaven walking wounded with the aid of mechanical shears.
and I had Pritch help me with the tricky bits. Which as it turned out was all the other sheep apart from the one I chose to shear. Why I chose a first time shearing ram to cut my teeth on is another question.
So thanks to Pritch we now have a large amount of wool and sixteen shorn sheep, some of which are being sold tomorrow. All for a "free" lunch as he donated his fee to the BBMC.
Posted by Tony at 21:35
Thursday, 21 June 2012
Wednesday, 20 June 2012
Tuesday, 19 June 2012
Not the best of video clips but you get the idea.
There's a term for this hole. Collateral Damage.
Posted by Tony at 21:32
Monday, 18 June 2012
Passengers side rear suspension spring had broken (that explained the rather exciting corner just outside Llanterwyd Wells on the way back from the further reaches of the Red Kite Empire) the back suspension units have given up (overloading with animal feed after Trixie died on the roadside, and other times no doubt, and before any wag makes a comment about my weight its not me) Drivers front tyre deep cut to cords (rocks in lane) passenger side front tyre same (oops, same stone on way back?) Brake calliper seized, rear passenger (thought I might have got him here, that was replaced a year ago, by him, well no, he did the other side last year) brake pads need replacing (wear and tear, honest) and a rubbish CD on the stereo.
I ignored his poor taste in music and asked how many pints it would take to fix Hazel.
Around 250 give or take cheese and onion crisps.
I left him to get on with it.
Hazel will return.
Posted by Tony at 22:03
Sunday, 17 June 2012
Saturday, 16 June 2012
7pm Thursday it began to rain.
So all that hard work on floats, costumes, fund raising, all washed out.
Theres now over 4 inches of water in the toy ocean.
And its still raining.
Posted by Tony at 21:38