Stuff

There's...building work to finish, music to record, kittens and horses to feed and entertain, weights to lift, holes to dig, hen houses to build, races to run, mountains to clamber, walls to paint, it goes on and on, I ain't complaining though.
Oh yes and the annual beard purge has been executed!

Every cloud...

One positive aspect of this lurgy is that it has caused me to resolve to finally quit smoking once and for all. All my smoking paraphernalia has been chucked out. I could hardly breathe at the weekend which gave me a taste of just what it might be like to have a lung disease, not pleasant.
So presuming I don't already have one of course...

The Dreaded Lurgy and Loony Kittens

Spent the last couple of days in coughing, shivering hell. Retched up an interestingly orange hued 'greeny' early on. I've added a new colour to the phlegm rainbow.
The kittens are running amok just now and squeaking and squacking like a couple of deranged martial arts fighters. They like to fling themselves at one another so they can collide spectacularly in mid air.
We've been taking them to the shed with us when we go to work on it and they get to let off a lot of steam then. When they got home after their first day out there they collapsed in exhausted heaps and slept for the following 12 hours, which made for a good nights sleep for a change. Unfortunately their stamina is growing fast, as are their bodies. The force is strong in these two...

What a hoot!

Groan...early start to the day again after another late night spent listening to The Cramps.
I go over to feed the horses at 6a.m. and am met at the gate by a very large and friendly tabby who looks like it could be a relative of my two new kittens. Wouldn't be surprised if it is. We chatted for awhile about the price of fish etc before I headed up to the shed to get the hay.
The torch that I had with me died almost immediately upon entering the building, so I'm stumbling about in near total darkness trying to extract half a bale without coming to serious injury, when a huge and threatening shape fills the doorway blocking out what little feeble light there is . 'Back off Pedro!' I shout at the offending ungulate as I force him back out the door into the oncoming path of Meggan, bloody horses! No manners some people...
Anyway, as I was feeding the ravenous hordes I heard a hooting from the trees, hooray, we've got owls! Owl casts had been spotted near the base of one of the trees recently so now it's official.
It's shaping up to be quite a menagerie.

'You gotta live until you're dead. You gotta rock 'til you see red...'

Well hell-oh baby!
Bin away for awhile polishing my crypt. Back from Necropolis 'cause I hear THE KINGs have moved on to a better (couldn't get much worse) place. Hell of a party Lux and Mr Martyn are said to be havin' so I hear...
Man I AM bummed, but it has to be said...LONG LIVE THE QUEEN! (Love ya Ivy)