Tuesday 23 December 2014

Day 109.

Matthew. Photography by F L Campbell
Bush eggs: one. Nest box eggs: none. Feed hopper: half full. Crazy, hilarious young roosters: at least one.

Tried to go and see Grey Gun today but he was out with the female person for most of the day (strangely, she was on his back, not walking beside him as usual – that must itch Grey Gun terribly). So I hung around the chicken run and observed my little family closely, as I often do for the pleasure of it. Now, Brian’s first-born (by a good few breaths), Matthew, is a bit of a laugh; he’s always doing silly things or telling us jokes. Today he had us in fits with his interpretation of a Rubber Person, flapping and lolling about like his bones were made of jelly (or more like rubber, come to think of it). I don’t know where he gets his ideas but he’s hilarious, a joy to be around.

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