A recap of a day in Jim Webster’s life, a bit about village life, and a great review of his latest book.
It’s always said that when you see the swan, swimming serenely across the water, you never see the feet paddling frantically to keep it moving. And life is a bit like that.
Today there have been times when I could have passed for a gentleman of leisure. This morning I couldn’t fill cake bins because there was no dairy cake and a delivery is awaited. So I could get on with something else. I wrote up a Tallis Steelyard story because somebody had sent me a picture for inspiration. It’s across at
But after that I was helping sort through lambs to see if any of these fifty kilo thugs was anywhere near ready for going.
Yes, we still call them lambs; even through they left the cute stage behind them six months ago. At this stage it’s not unknown for them to try and slip past you by…
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