We’re all goin’ down the pub ...

Another wet and windy day. Surely it’s bound to stop soon. Or not.
Feeding coos etc. Kev on mucking out and me on bedding behind him. Very nearly bit the bullet and started building pens in the lambing shed but Mr Broon from Murray Farmcare called in just in time. He wanted some clipper blades sharpend so got him to put the kettle on while I did them. Charged him half a sticky bun for my trouble !
A wee trip down to the village hall tonight for their pub and games night. Not a big turn out, though looking at the weather I’m surprised any one turned up. Home by 10pm having been thrashed by Littlemiss at draughts, connect four and beetle . Must be an age thing !