Water bottle

It’s a nice day - and I have plans to put les enfants to work. We clear out the mound of rubbish outside the office. It’s been there for years - dead printer, superannuated fax machine, mouse eaten paint rollers. We load it all into the car (to take to the dump), and then unload the trailer into the newly cleared space.

The chickens get fresh straw. The gap left by the broken glass in the sauna is covered with a tarp. Tools get put away.

Claire heads back to Kinghorn. I rustle up a lamb stew. We watch the Shawshank Redemption - which the kids hadn’t seen. Mum bails, but the kids enjoy it.