Friday, 11 February 2011

Half Term....

I'm really looking forward to half term, (no sarcasm I promise you.) The weather is warmer so we can all play outside and I've cheated, big time - I've bought a million nice pizzas, salad things and naughty puds for the sproglets as we fully intent to have the world-and-his-wife for playdates. The pizza seems to be most popular lunch item, as the muddy hordes like to eat alfresco in the various dens constructed around the site and fields.

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My potatoes are chitting nicely in the utility room. The greenhouse is spilling over with little modules of life and this morning I noticed little cabbage seedlings raising their heads.

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Archie is so close to being ready for free ranging, this morning when I offered him and the girls some leftover porridge, (which they love,) he grabbed a dollop, escaped the pen and ran off into the garden, hotly pursued by the bigger, already roaming flock of girls. Give him his due, he didn't part with the tasty blob and I had a heck of a job catching him again. All the while the cat, Tabby, (some may know him as Peter Andre) watched the antics. Hmmmmmm, few more weeks perhaps.

I'm proud to announce I've lost 11lb in four weeks on the online Weight Watchers diet.... may put some back on tonight as we're off to a dinner party across the hills, but can't help thinking that the weight loss is down to two key factors: First, I am not eating a Christmas Selection Box a day (note to self:  beware the temptation of Easter Eggs!) and Second, when I'm not writing, I'm gardening.

Soon I'll be fit too as we'll be getting in training to wrestle baby bunnies from the mouths of cats. I don't actually want the bunnies saved, (sorry,) but the hideous squealing would melt the hardest of hearts, i.e. mine.

Believe me when I say I'm still more than cuddly, so why is it that people who hear you're on a diet, (and can clearly see you've got miles to go before your jeans actually fall off you in public,) why then do they always say...

'Good on you, but don't go too far will you? Don't lose too much.'

OK. Soapbox back in shed.

The Archers at The Larches

Lou - Chicken whisperer....

Lou - Chicken whisperer....

Snowy and Moon

Snowy and Moon