I will just briefly touch base here.  I am still alive, we are getting there and nearly at the end.  Suffice it to say we are on our third skip!

I have no words.

We left for airport at some ungodly hour.

Late flight, delayed flight, missed flight, cancelled flight…. And still I wait as there might be a flight in two hours.

I have eaten my body weight in sandwiches and am terrified of catching Covid,

If I get south, it will be a ruddy miracle.  Never again.

Well, I didn’t expect this.  Snow at the end of March.  Meh!

We have stuff to do today. We don’t have time for this.  Things to see, people to do.

The equine dentist was coming (huzzah!) and so Floss and I brought Fivla and Vitamin home as they were two of his patients.  By then, the snow was thawing and so we left them in a paddock, next to the Old Men.

Après dentist, we took the ladies back to their herd and with that the heavens opened. It started snowing/hailing again.  Most unhelpful.

Tomorrow, I am going south to clear out my mother’s house.  I dread this but obviously have to do it.  Think of me and I will think of Tiddles because these little guys keep me going.

Another life for ten days. It will be tough.

Lovely sunshine this morning, then snow and hail but that was later.

One of us has to stand guard while Vitamin eats her now massive bucket of food and tomorrow the equine dentist will visit (huzzah!)

Fivla gets an absolute smigeon of food as she would complain bitterly if she didn’t and, once she has finished, anyone around gets to clean up.

Today’s clean-up crew, aka Storm and Newt.

They took it in turns.

And Newt was actually not that awful.

He managed not to declare war on his cousin, Storm.

And I told him I was very proud of his self control.

I decided that Newt is actually a miniature yak.  We just didn’t know.

Silver waited patiently because he is a good boy.

As was Waffle.  They were my two stars today.

Albie was lurking.

The optimism is always immense.

Meanwhile, Vitamin finally finished her bucket so I caught her, and led her out to wash her mouth out.

And the optimism dwindled – there was nothing left in her bucket!

And someone has just arrived home after three weeks away working ……. ready to mend the Rayburn (Arctic conditions in the kitchen this past week), mend the zip on my coat, mend the light, mend the …. well, everything really!  And, yes, there is a list.