Here are the chickens emerging into their new run for the first time. The flimsy netting has been replaced by wire netting now.
The tunnel can be blocked off and it’s all quite safe now so, even if a dog ran into the garden, I don’t think it could get into the run. And they cannot lay away. Much as I love having them all over the garden, completely free range, I can’t deal with chicks this year. Being youngsters, nearly all one or two years old, they are laying very freely and I could have ended up with dozens of chicks.
Wince and I are still good friends. I blamed all the mishaps in regard to the building of the run onto Richard, but nicely. Wince acknowledged that he’d left the measurements to him and just cut where he’d been told. I did the ‘bless him, he didn’t really listen,” thing.
Other news is good. Tim had his car thoroughly checked over and, apart from a minor detail in regard to the brakes, it’s in excellent condition and it’s worth having the clutch replaced. So that’s being done next week and we are very happy. Tim has two more years in mind, before the big decision has to be made of whether to replace it, as well as what with. By that time, I may be looking to change my car, so we can decide together what two cars to share.
The whole family, with the possible exception of the teenagers, is coming over tomorrow. I’m going to spend an excited morning baking.