At morning feed time it was difficult to see the pigs through the mist, it soon cleared and they spent most of the day happily rutting whilst their neighbours stole their water, tut tut. There was another calf born in the early hours (I hope it wasn't startled by mr. fox sneaking off with the last of the guinea fowl hens).
This afternoon feed found us singing in the rain again, not quite in the style of Gene Kelly but hey ho we can't all be as lightfooted as he.
Jane sends her apologies but will be here tomorrow to brush out any tats, if your lucky she may have a mud pack and flannel......does this constitute as a pamper day!
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