Let there be light.
It’s there, a faint glimmer at the end of the tunnel, at last….as today we were finally blessed with independent power to the Dairy Complex & were able to turn on the milking parlour’s vacuum pump for the first time, & feel the pressure in the pulsators – fantastic. Despite being a Bank Holiday weekend Paul arrived to work, determined that today we would at last be able to unplug the extension lead from the house which has been trailing across the Upper Yard for over a month now, powering lights & tools for all & sundry.
And so the power lead was unplugged….& the first light switch pressed. For a heart-stopping moment nothing happened; & then the fluorescent tube sparked, flickered & the plant room was flooded with wonderful illumination. It was a fantastic moment; & at last, at long last, we really do feel we’re almost there. Thus with a bit of luck & some more hard work the Milkforce should be able to move into their new home, within the week.
At 4pm we headed off to nearby Moelfryn, where Paul had mentioned an annual charity auction was being held for the Wales Air Ambulance service. I have a special affinity for the charity as when my sister died it was the Cornish Air Ambulance which rushed to her aid; although tragically too late, as her spirit had already departed this life. However it has made me appreciate what a tremendously valuable resource such a service provides; & Tony too, being a pilot, understands how challenging the flying can be. Despite being newcomers we received a warm welcome & soon threw ourselves in the spirit of the occasion, successfully bidding for several items – including a portable gas stove, which will be perfect for making stracciatella (dark, melted chocolate, poured into the gelato as it is freeze-churned which splinters it into rich, brittle shards). All in all it was great fun with lots of mirth & merriment – as well as raising plenty of money for this worthy cause.
After the auction there was a barbeque, organised by our hosts, Rose & Ike; but we had to nip home to feed & bed down the animals for the night. We returned just in time for dessert, bringing a napoli pan (around 4 litres) of our finest Madagascan Royal Bourbon Vanilla gelato; & armed with pots, cones & scoops managed to raise even more money for the charity by charging £1 per scoop & donating the resultant cash – in spite of the increasingly cold & inclement weather. After relaxing with a bite to eat ourselves & wincing at the poor chap having his hairy back waxed for charity (ouchie!) a raffle was held; then came the Duck Race, & our little quacker – number 321 – came third!
Eventually the crowds thinned at around 11pm & we arrived home just in time to watch the unsurprisingly breathtaking highlights from the Beijing Olympic Games closing ceremony (follow that, London 2012).
We were so glad to have had the opportunity to enjoy an impromptu afternoon out – supporting a thoroughly worthy cause & being able to donate something too; as well as making many new friends & meeting a great, lively bunch of super people, as well – a truly enlightening day.