Hop the chicken survived the night, having decided to go from lying flat with her eyes shut for a couple of hours, to sitting up, eating ad drinking. She was thirsty this morning rather than hungry, but she ate a little once I put her back with Polly. Now, I’ve got her back in the porch, mostly to save me from squatting miserably on the grass, persuading her to eat and drink this evening.

It’s all about the birds here at present. I was in my bedroom, putting clean sheets etc for the cleaners, when I heard a bird fall down the chimney. I moved the chest of drawers that’s in front of the (covered) fireplace, opened the board blocking it and opened the window, closing all curtains except one. Stupid pigeon seems to have got out.

I felt anxious and agitated. So I channeled the nervous energy into cooking – first French onion soup and then eggs and bacon (with tomatoes and mushrooms) for my lunch. The soup is fabulous, I added seasoning and then tasted it, and had eaten three spoonsful before I was able to stop.

The online training was Prevent, which is part of safeguarding, but specific. It was okay, actually. Done and I’ve got a sustificate and it’s been sent in and uploaded to the proper place. I bet some people won’t have met the deadline (the real deadline is later, of course, the stated one is the ambition).

My other business half came over today and we decided on our suggested reserves for the china that was delivered last week. I’ve typed everything up and sent it off, so that’s one job mostly done. I did the condition report while I was at it, so that also saves me bother later in the year. I’ve got some more stuff booked in, but I’m pretty well there for the next auction. A few more spaces for late entries, but not much.