Rats, Chickens and Wine

Cannot imagine just how many rats there must be in the old wash house - He refilled the trays 3 times yesterday. And still they are cleaned out this morning.

The chickens escaped - again - during the afternoon. Thank heavens there isn't much on the allotment at this time of year. Nevertheless they scratched several large areas in the least muddy places and finished off the spinach they forgot last time. When They came to round them up (in the dark which didn't please Her overmuch) They simply couldn't find the last one. After some time during which They both got bad tempered, He slipped over and swore. She couldn't resist a tiny giggle and They both gave up and went inside. Drank one of Their expensive bottles of red wine and felt much happier. If They had only asked, Myself could have told Them the chicken had dug itself into the top of next door's compost heap. Stayed there all night and helped Him feed the others when He went out this morning.