Schools were closed for three days this week. According to the boys, this was because ‘it’s a holiday’. I agreed: they were home to give me a holiday, especially with my fractured wrist enforcing ‘loafing’ upon me. I sent the boys out to scrub the farrowing pen, make beds for the sow and piglets, freshen [...]
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The job will be done
Just before lunch, the Other Half drove us to Inverurie so I could buy a 12mm HSS bit to bore new holes in the steel creep. (Fortunately, today is a school holiday in our part of Scotland.) With the new bit, and a chip butty tucked away, I was able to resume work on the [...]
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Needs must with piglets due
Delilah, one of our Berkshire sows, is due to farrow within the next seven to 10 days. However, I dismantled the farrowing pen in the byre to renovate it. I completed the renovations but was planning to refit the creep and trough last week. It wasn’t to happen. I dislocated and fractured my wrist, bringing [...]
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Stir crazy already
Five days down, 175 to go. Does anyone need a quintain? Trying to clout knights would be far more interesting than lounging about the house with one arm stuck in the air. I’m supposed to keep my right arm, with its fractured wrist, elevated at 90 degrees to the ground until I see the consultant [...]
Read moreThe perils of crofting
Sunday evening. It’s dark and cold on the croft as I do the chores. I’m looking forward to tea as we found some decent beef marked down to half price while doing the shopping. It’s only a small amount, but I have plans for a Madras-style curry. With a cider for me, a beer for [...]
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15 February, 2012


