Clare spent all day working on costumes for the parade (more on this later), while I worked just as hard on the chicken house, although it's hard to tell from this picture:

Or this one:

Some things - hinges, flooring, grills etc - take a bit of time. It doesn't help matters when, just as you think the day's over and you only have to feed the pigs before you can start enjoying a Good Evening, you find them here:

Where they're not supposed to be.
4 comments:
I think I love your pigs :o)
I'm not sure that's legal.
Nice chicken house! (Now there a line I never thought I'd find myself saying to another man)
Who was the first man you said it to?
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