after a deep and meaningful about the point of life at three this morning, i awoke in considerable pain from my tumble down the stairs yesterday morning.
fumbled with shopping and 'chores' then escaped to the farm park for an afternoon of farmyard frivolity. i never get tired of looking at muddy baby animals, being nibbled by cheeky goats and love-birds and watching the slight look of fear on pauls face as the geese get him in their sights yet again....
steve's first trip to the joys of white post, think it was a hit.....budgies nibbled his furry coat, a llama spat in his face, he brushed a goat - what more could you want from your saturday afternoon? Stew, homemade digestives and a cheeseboard, thats what!