Its a funny world we live in, or a mark of how quiet the area we live in is compared the rest of the world when what makes the front page of the news paper here is local garage sells ice cream. So incredulous were we at such news that we had to go and see for ourselves. Little t enjoyed testing the product and it defied physics by actually staying in the cone despite the heat and toddler gymnastics. While we were at said garage we were witness to some real life drama, aside from woman sells ice cream to small child, the customs and excise men were dipping fuel tanks for red diesel and some chap in a blue Subaru consented to the dip test and then sped off as customs man tried to get a test. Not quite Starsky and Hutch type car chase ensued but not what you expect as you sample chilled dairy products.
Gerry also had a turn on the way back, it is slightly disconcerting driving around in a car that periodically looks like a Pink Floyd stage effect, and for no apparent reason Gerry stopped, emitted plumes of white smoke, rallied and then behaved until the next time. Once he got us back safely projects on the go were got on with, the poultry run that was the scene of the turkey peacock massacre last year was restored, cleaned, new roof and hatch fitted and is now "Fox proof"
Hopefully for the sake of the call ducks who are now in residence.
Naturally I had an audience throughout the jobs today.
Of various species, the second job on the list was to finish the perimeter fence, a job that has taken weeks.
The final bit was around the new old gate between the house and stable. Here I had a lot of spectators keen to spot any flaws or week links.
By early evening all was complete and the Berners were introduced to the strange concept of dog proof fence.
Its taken weeks, cost hundreds of pounds, but in the end it was all worth it.
For a whole nine seconds.
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