Spring has sprung

Today I was going to blog about how absolutely terrifically well work seems to be going at the moment, but as several of the deals are not yet completed, it might not be wise. Suffice to say, if it all comes off we’re all going to be very busy, may have to take on another bod, and all our jobs are secure for another couple of years. So let’s all cross anything that is crossable and emit positive vibes.

So instead I shall share with you the annual local ovine miracle. Our neighbour keeps a few sheep, mainly to keep down the grass in her paddocks, seeing as the numbers of horses she keeps is now down to one small elderly pony with laminitis, so it’s not able to graze. Her flock started from one sickly cade lamb which she bottle-fed and reared to a fine fat ewe. Joyce was, however, no better than she ought to be, and one morning presented her owner with a pretty little ewe-lamb called Cilla (“Surprise, surprise!”). This was despite there being no tup in the vicinity. The next year Cilla had a lamb and Joyce had twins; the year after triplets. The year that Joyce had quins our neighbour decided enough was enough, and Joyce was going to be kept stabled overnight. This year, being an elderly matron of nine years and being lamb-free for four seasons, Joyce has recovered her old joie-de-vivre and found another chap, because she once more has triplets. This is despite there being no tup within half a mile of her field.

Perhaps there’s something in the water