It was a very happy day all round. There was a lot of this
and quite a bit of this
and plenty of this
And at the end of the day, me and my girls were very happy indeed.
This morning there were four happy hens, three lovely eggs, and one very happy me. By this afternoon, they’re already looking as though they’ve always lived here.
Although we had to buy quite a lot of materials (and youngest son took the opportunity to stock up on some tools – sledgehammer being his current favourite), we were also able to re-use and re-purpose quite a lot: the henhouse (bought second hand from a former colleague about 10 years ago and now just moved); most of the chicken wire (donated by another plot holder who has a thatcher friend), and all the breeze blocks and slabs (scavenged over the years from skips).