It’s been a while since I last graced the pages of this blog. I last posted in the midst of winter when pretty much nothing worked here.
After the caravan toilet froze ( technically the water did) and we evacuated for a few days to the coast we fast forward a few months.
Bella lived out her days and went to chook heaven. I was a bit traumatised by her passing. So in memorandum I bought four new girls who are all named after Disney characters, different from their psychopathic counterparts.
Maleficent is currently broody. Having never experienced a broody hen I took advice and she’s now sat on six fertilised duck eggs. Tbc….
The house has continued to plod along. At points I expected Kevin McLeod to appear and rattle off an adage about how slow the project was going whilst marvelling at our tenacity for finding the strength to keep going…
In honesty a visit from the postcode lottery people would of been much more appreciated, big cheque in hand and a sense of impending renovation turn arounds….
Alas that was not the case. Crap weather and other things took over .
Thank the lord for Carl the master craftsman who can do eveything in the house and not forgetting the marvel that is Ayrshire’s strongest man aka Gareth. They are the dream team! Unlike today’s duo sucking shit from the septic tank.
Don’t ask - I have brain rot from dealing with it.