Well; the best-laid plans always go wrong….
It’s Dad’s birthday tomorrow (I won’t let on how old he is) but because Tony has to prep for his next trip on Saturday, the intention was to meet Mum & Dad for lunch today at a venue roughly between our two respective abodes. So Tony & I tackled the morning chores with gusto; & had just about finished – on course for a quick soak in the bath before setting off for Abergavenny, where we were meeting – when there was a loud, painful yell from the ‘Hooligan’ goatling pen. We rushed over to find young Agrostema trembling at the back on only three legs, the fourth held aloft & grotesquely distorted, the lower part of the limb twisted in every direction but the correct one. Sick with horror, I rushed off to summon the vet whilst Tony settled & quietened the afflicted animal, gently placing hurdles around her to segregate her from the melee of other goats, her head cradled comfortingly on his lap. I called my parents to inform them of our predicament; then all we could do, was wait…..
AnnaMarie (our wonderfully sympathetic vet) pitched up an hour or so later whilst I was walking Nanuk in the top fields after unlocking the gate. I returned to discover Tony & AnnaMarie walking back towards the house & was immediately concerned that the news wasn’t good as the consultation had been so brief. But I was relieved & delighted to learn that in fact ‘Agro’ hadn’t broken her leg, after all; it was just a case of very badly pulled tendons, for which she’d been given a painkilling injection & now the only thing to do, was ensure she had plenty of rest. Much relieved, we hastily changed out of our farm clothes & rushed off to Abergavenny, almost two hours’ drive away, for our now decidedly late lunch.
The ‘Foxhunter’ restaurant is situated in the small, picturesque village of Nantyderry & has gained a reputation for excellent, varied cuisine (voted AA Wales Restaurant of the Year 2004); although I was a little surprised to discover that whilst much of the food was locally sourced – such as the beautifully pink venison -the cheese board had a decidedly continental flavour which was a big disappointment considering there is such a variety of excellent local cheeses available. But the food was cooked superbly with a good selection of quality wines; & of course made all the more convivial with the good company. We spent an enjoyable couple of hours at lunch before regretfully having to head back to check on the unfortunate Agrostema’s progress. I’m glad to report she seemed little the worse for her ordeal; & although her leg is still badly swollen, at least the grotesque twist now appears to be on the mend.
And so ends another hectic day in Paradise….!