Tag: La mancha goats
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The Diet Chain

When we were children growing up on the beach we had a dog, her name was Tessa, she was a Golden Labrador Cross (no-one was terribly sure what she was crossed with) – often she would run off up the beach road and up to the little shops around the bay and beg for scraps from…
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Every thing in its proper place

This time of year, as we gear up for the busy season, everything is re-placed in its proper place, House AND Barn and woe betide anyone who borrows something and does not return it. I work alone – so that would be ME whose Woes will be Beti-ded. And the house is small so everything…
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I had a thought –

– running through my head all day yesterday. For you. But I did not write it down. Roger and I have similar problems, whereas he cannot remember a word, I cannot remember an entire concept. There was something I was going to tell you. But it has popped like a soap bubble. Gone. Ah…


