A pungent pong blew in across the farmyard last Friday evening reminding me of my childhood spent on a broiler chicken farm. The whiff was coming from the sheep being driven in for their annual hair cut and four days … Continue reading A Group Booking at The Hairdressers
When we were in England we worked six days a week with Sunday’s being our day of rest. This day was spent, or rather the morning only, doing all the jobs that most people do over the whole weekend. Lunchtime … Continue reading The Black Sheep of The Family and a Session of Physical Jerks
The buzz of a light aircraft made us look up into the azure blue sky one Thursday morning. A small plane flying low over the paddocks behind our caravan was clearly looking for somewhere to land and the hilly terrain … Continue reading The Gabalong Air Show
Sprocket (or Sprocko as the Kiwi calls him now) has had tummy ache all week which turned into a nasty case of Frothy Bloat. Not a pretty sight. I was advised by Dr Google that ground ginger and olive oil … Continue reading A Nasty Case of Frothy Bloat and Doggie Dune Bashing
It’s amazing how life can change so quickly in just a few days. With seeding finished in Coorow on Farm 2, last Sunday we said yet more goodbye’s, this time to Mr and Mrs Farmer 2 and the United Nations … Continue reading Tally Ho, Call The Midwife!
No sooner had I arrived back in Hyden but I had to start packing up – we were on our travels again. The Kiwi’s job had finished and he had another to go to a 9 hour drive away at … Continue reading Coorow and Mamboobie Road