They aren’t worth reading (being dry and, possibly, a little bitter) but if I add links it supposedly makes the blog more visible on the internet. It’s what they call Search Engine Optimisation. Like much of modern life I find it easy to ignore, but occasionally I like to give it a try.
It’s funny how the internet, whilst being ephemeral in nature, also preserves things.
Julia is taking the group from Mencap to see the Flintham Show. We’re just hoping the weather improves. It has generally been a good day out and the group is looking forward to it. At least some good has come from our time at the farm.
They are advertising an education tent at the show – we have been replaced so easily. What hasn’t been replaced is the write-up that Julia prepared for the education tent several years ago. That is still up on the site, and is promising a number of things they won’t be able to deliver, including Connie the Cow, who is now living at a local school.
Ploughing at Flintham Show (2016)
Julia has just joined the Women’s Farm and Garden Association. It seems quite a go-ahead group of people, despite being formed in 1899, though the marketing could do with some work: we didn’t even know it existed until I saw one of its badges for sale on ebay.
It’s a windy day and the first thing we had to do on arrival was put chickens back in one of the coops where the top had blown off. One had managed to get 200 yards away. Then we had to drive the guinea fowl of of a neighbour’s garden where they had taken shelter from the wind – not everyone likes guinea fowl as much as I do.
They are currently hidden out of the wind somewhere in the trees behind the pizza oven. That’s not the best place for them because the trees are meant to conceal us from the man across the road who keeps complaining about the noise. Twenty guinea fowl calling and a howling wind will not be improving his day, or his thoughts about the farm.
After that it was time for a cup of tea, taken in a miserably cold centre. I suspect someone left the doors open this morning because thelights were on and the temperature was only 4 degrees higher than outside (14 degrees C compared to 10 outside). Normally you’d expect 18 – 20 degrees, which is a good temperature to work in. We used the boost, and the fan heater, but it took four hours to get up to 18 degrees.
The insulation is so good that although we have now had the extra heating off for three hours the temperature is holding, despite the outside temperature dropping. That is despite us opening the door around a dozen times – as long as you are quick about it there is no significant loss. In colder parts we’d have to have better arrangements but it’s OK for an English winter.
Strange as it sounds we were warmer in the barn wire-brushing an old fertiliser spreader we have been given. It’s going to make a grand centre-piece for the entrance. Current plans include flowers and a sheep sculpture. If you say it quickly it doesn’t seem difficult. If you say it slowly the flowers don’t sound difficult, but I’m not so sure about the sheep sculpture. We saw some great ones when we were in the Lake District in autumn, but most of them were inside. The only one I recall seeing outside was made by putting pieces of stone together, but we don’t have much stone round here. We have bricks and wood and willow.
I can’t see bricks being successful, though they do make a superb train in Darlington (admittedly one that doesn’t use many curves) and my attempts at a wooden reindeer were unimpressive so it looks like we will need to source some willow. On the other hand, I’ve just looked up “brick sculpture” and find myself thinking of LEGO…