Well with me being off out all day butcherying, marketing and delivering poor Gavin was bored and lonely so we had some more babies (of the 4 legged variety) for him to look after. This is number 8 and has the most enormous ears I have ever seen. Maybe it should be auditioning for a part in Dumbo.
I have been travelling this week and managed to choose the only foggy day for weeks to drive up to Jarnac near to Cognac, for deliveries. It is usually a very attractive drive going through the vines and the little villages in Charente. However on arrival I was met with smiley faces, tea and freshly made cake. And by the time I had left the sun was shining which made the trip home simpler.
Other news from our house is that Number 3 is officially no longer small as she attended her first disco last week and stayed out til midnight. And so it begins again....
Patrick is settling in to Holland by the sounds of things and has done his first days work in a kitchen doing food prep. My opportunity to crow at how all those enforced skills they have learnt at home stood them in good stead for future employment. I do believe they find me rather annoying at that point...It's great being a parent.
Both the big kids have exams and tests coming up so it will be a good measure for them on how things are panning out. With any luck we will all be together for Christmas. Today has been a typical Sunday morning..the sheep escaped and Gavin has spent 4 hours fetching them home and moving fences. Luckily someone else is cooking for us today.
See you all soon