today we needed to move the dairy – well, the milking parlour at least, in order to accommodate tomorrow’s new arrivals. Unfortunately, I wasn’t feeling at all well; my nasty cold has well & truly taken hold, & I felt dreadful all day. Tony thankfully left me tucked up in the warm to finish writing March’s ‘Smallholder’ magazine article bar for a couple of ‘it takes two’ essential jobs, whilst he took over the chores before setting up the scaffolding to mend a leaky crack in the Kidding Shed roof; & reconstruct a new, improved parlour in the pen next door.
I sent him off to work with a tasty breakfast of our delicious eggs on toast; whilst the girls haven’t been laying with their usual prolific aplomb recently, producing between the ten of them only 1-3 eggs per day, the eggs are huge & of unparalled depth of flavour. This makes our ice cream, even better… I really must try to get some made for New Year!
We had another delicious bowl of the leftovers stew I’d concocted, for lunch; warming & nutritious, it was just the thing for another heavily overcast day. Our neighbour’s son was again out & about offroading in his noisy old landrover; thankfully though today he managed to warn me in good time & I hustled the goats back to bed, although not in time to get the barn door repaired as Tony had so many other time-critical things to do. And whilst it may be rather noisy & smelly, the landrover is proving increasingly useful of late as it now has a winch & can be used to pull storm-felled trees out of harm’s way if required – a real boon in an emergency, no doubt & with the amount of woodland there is round here will soon be in demand when the high winds come!
Frustratingly I discovered on getting the goats back to bed that they’d spent an enjoyably constructive (or should I say, destructive) hour or two, breaking through the defences to the control wire for the electric fence; & it had clearly shorted – so another ’emergency’ job which requires repair. One thing we’re learning is that you never stop learning, with goats!
But that’s another thing with the milking parlour; having to relocate it is transpiring to be no small task although we’re learning from previous mistakes & are finding that our efficiency & care are inevitably improving, as a result. By the time we’ve got it working really well, it’ll be time to move acoss to the new building & have to start all over again….! Oh well; no rest for the wicked – as ever.