The Fourth Day of Christmas (Well, near as). There was my True Love, shivering in the cold and clutching 4 eggs !
Yup. All four of our little darlings are now laying, wee ‘Moe’ having succumbed to the Hormone Blitz just a few days before Christmas. So with a rising ‘Egg Mountain’, TH pulled on his swimming trunks and set off to surf the world wide web and seek a recipe to deal with the situation. Result ? ‘Pickled Eggs’ joined the outgoing presents list.
And now, on the Fifth Day of Christmas – Myna seems to have gone broody…………..
.........................Any suggestions of how to help a broody chook get over her impossible dream ?
Oh yes - and have a Happy Hogmanay !
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Buy them a man! You know it makes sense! You could become the next Bernard Matthews and stuff the job centre!
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