Father's Day kind of sucked for Husband. As I slumped off to fetch the car at 7am, I heard the thunder of Sprog 1's enormous size 36 feet on the stairs, dashing up to pass on her best wishes. Sprog 1 and Husband don't normally surface from bed until around 9am on Sunday mornings, so it would have... Continue Reading →

You know how you're supposed to drink lots of water before going to bed after a big night? I always forget. I invariably remember at 2am, when I wake up with cocky's cage mouth and a raging headache. And that's usually pretty much it for me and sleep, as I lie in bed cudgeling myself for my transgressions. For some reason that didn't happen... Continue Reading →

Henny Penny is broody. I've had to lock her out of the hen house for her own good. Otherwise she sits in the dark all day, desperately hoping to hatch her (unfertilised) eggs. I've tried lifting her out of the nesting box, removing the eggs and depositing her in the garden for some fresh air, food and water. But she... Continue Reading →