Hobnobs and Horse Riding.

Living in a constant state of exhaustion blogging has been neglected lately and what has been written has been less than interesting. Hopefully normal service will soon be resumed. I have been looking forward to ths evening. Not only have I got the last few weeks out the way but the VTC I was running today and yesterday are now finished. I came home and had a long snuggle with Eric on the sofa with a cup of tea and the paper, which I managed to read - bliss!

We got our sheep sheared on Sunday afternoon. The black sheep look almost shiny black now as opposed to the dull brown with full fleece on board. They have not been terribly well looked after this last 6 months and I expected them to be skinny underneath all that wool. They looked suprisingly good though. Several wethers (de-bollocked males) have huge smudges of pink on their faces. When the withholding period following drenching has passed they will find their way into the freezer. Carol made some comment about the sheep talking to each other ' Ere, have I got pink stuff on my face?'

Eric is sunburnt. While I slogged away teaching all day yesterday, Eric and Carol sat chatting on the deck. In true kiwi summer style it is now chucking down with rain and I even lit the fire again this evening!!!

Carol took Alice horse riding this evening. I have previously expressed my admiration for her teacher Dorne but what do I know about horse-riding. It was nice to hear Carol (who does know about horses) come in singing her praises. Carol also commented that she had never seen Alice apply herself so well. She really does love her lessons.

Bridget and Carol finally met on Sunday afternoon. They seemed to get on like a house on fire (ooppps, bad pun where Carols concerned but you know what I mean!!).

I am sooo generous. On Sunday morning I shared my hobnobs with Eric. My image of a Sunday morning snuggled up in bed with tea, hobnobs and the Saturday paper went out the window though. We had gone to bed so early Saturday night that I was awake at 6.30am. I was conscious that Eric had had a bad night and was so sleep deprived that I got up so as not to disturb him. I was in the veg plot at 7.30am but I did leave him tea and biscuits on the bedside table before I left. However Eric did present me with 3 bars of Galaxy chocolate Saturday night and I guess I cannot hog ALL the goodies.