Saturday, 20 March 2010


Seem to be the micing season afoot already. Berton making wierd yowling noises behind the door. Had to send young Reuben out to throw the mouse over the hedge as Amos be gone to the Borders to fetch home the new thresher.

The old waggon broke down afore they got back to Gloucester so still not be back home yet.


  1. Aye. The unhappy misfortunes that befall the poor benighted traveller upon outland roads, so far from home, and hearth, and kin, last spring enforced me to spend my meagre substance upon one of they modern portable telephones, such as be used by children and Americans these days.

  2. We dinna know tha could get the string that long.