The rain has been bucketing down here, again. Much of the croft has at least an inch of water sloshing over it, turning into rivulets and then streams as it washes down the hill. On top of that, it’s blowing a gale with trees losing branches, rubbish blowing in from all around, and buckets blowing [...]
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Blown away
25 February, 2009
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We’re being buffeted by a fresh gale* tonight, which made driving into the village to collect the Big Lad from Cubs somewhat exciting. When we arrived home, he darted inside with his sausage supper (takeaway is his post-Cubs treat every few weeks) while I went out to the hill to check the animals. I had [...]
Read moreBlowin’ a hoolie
23 October, 2008
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Our winter gales are definitely upon us. I took a couple up the hill to look at one of our sows just before 6pm—and they were struggling to stay upright, as were the pigs. A check of the UK wind map showed we were probably getting gusts of around 50mph at the time. I’d been [...]
Read moreWeather makes life difficult
9 January, 2008
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Extremes of weather are part and parcel of crofting, smallholding and farming. Most of the time we enjoy what nature throws our way and occasionally we suffer it, but on rare days like today we find it makes life very difficult. It started early this morning when one of our winter gales hit, bringing with [...]
Read moreBreakfast without electricity
27 October, 2006
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As the electricity was still off this morning, I made a hot breakfast over the open fire in the Victorian range. First, we had oatmeal porridge…
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