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Times of Plenty
When Hugo’s French family were staying with us in the Autumn they commented that if they stayed much longer their cholesterol was going to go through the roof. Too much cream and butter and cheese and pastry and eggs and and ice cream and pasta and cakes and cookies and so forth they thought. We…
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Save The Money
I know that this is the time for New Years Resolutions and things like that but how about a New Years Revelation: about saving. I am a slow thinker in that I can be idly thinking about a certain subject on and off for months before my thoughts filter from my sub-conscious to my conscious…
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Manu the Virgin Boar
– is a Virgin No More. And understandably very proud of himself. And he was a perfect gentleman and at no time did Poppy or I feel threatened. Yesterday morning I saw that she was ready so I opened the gates. He just walked up, ignoring his breakfast, said Hullo (by nosing her in the side) and then mounted…
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A sundoggy day
“I can’t feel my face.” Amanda said to me after we had spent a good deal of the afternoon cleaning downed branches out of the electric fence across at the West Barn. All the little branches were carried to the growing bonfire heap and all the big limbs were sawed up for next years fire…
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Not ready to breed
Poppy is not ready to be bred yet. She made us wait last time too if you remember. Except last time was a straw – this time is a real boy pig. Maybe today. She stays in her corner pen for the most part and a few times a day I take her for a…
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