Today has been a quiet day. My back was struggling last night and I was stiff as a board when I woke up this morning so I haven’t done much energetic. Just pootled about doing the necessary winter chores. The horses at home are now all being fed hay in the morning and hard food for those that need it for various reasons. The gutter (Shetland mud) is getting deeper – possibly even welly-boot losing. An inevitable part of winter life.
I still make my sheeple most evenings.
And the diaries of my Great Great Aunt Kate are going along well. They have a dog called Conis.
And I have a dog called BeAnne. They could be twins though I discovered Conis is a boy which was not what I expected. For all these years, I thought Conis was a girl. And now I know, thanks to the diaries.
Anyway, I need help. The writing is so small, in pencil and sometimes very blurred. So here goes. Please give it your best shot. All suggestions welcome. Think in Victorian English about the Victorian way of life in Bournemouth.
So there you are. Any help, like I say, greatly needed and appreciated. I am skunnered with this writing, at times.