I have heated and semi-cooled the milk, whisked in some yoghurt to start it and put it in a bowl on a trivet at the back of the Aga. We shall see how it goes by the morning.
I went out for a couple of hours and was rather startled by the change when I returned. There was a rough patch of grass with a couple of trees on it by the drive, and there are a lot of bulbs in it, mostly snowdrops, aconites, crocus and bluebells. They are still there, I suppose, but the grass has all vanished. It was pretty scruffy, admittedly, and since the soil removed to make room for the paving had been piled on it, I realise that there wasn’t really any way of tidying it up acceptably without levelling it completely, but it wasn’t quite what I’d expected. We’ll have to seed it in the autumn. The chickens will enjoy the treat of grass seed. I don’t want to plant it up with shrubs, but I will go out tomorrow and get a couple of plants, just to soften the corners a bit. Tomorrow, back to widening the drive, a job which has been left for a few weeks. Heaven knows when the whole thing will be completed.