This month has been productive in many ways. The freezing cold weather is doing the turkeys the world of good, they are laying down fat and this will ensure they are tasty and juicy - too bad if you haven't got your name on our order list as they are all now spoken for.
Anna and I took our burger bar to a few seasonal events - the fireworks
in Calne which, looking back on it, was very funny, but at the time was
WET and WINDY and COLD. We felt so sorry for the organisers and were very
glad to get home with our equipment in one piece. The Christmas Lights
parade was a very different story with a dry, crisp night enjoyed by
many... both in Calne and Devizes. One gentleman bought a bacon roll
and before we got home had emailed to say,
I have often been invited to attend seminars about developing our business
but usually found the timing doesn't fit with what's going on here. This
month I was able to get to Business Link's
As you know, we have from time to time, suffered at the jaws of the fox around here. Well, this month, Mark and Brandy took matters into their own hands. Brandy charged off as soon as the door of the house was opened one fine morning and from 8am was heard barking away at something. This is not totally unusual as she's quite convinced that you can bark a rat to surrender (and frequently she seems to manage it!). However, on this occasion we realised she was still in the same place barking away at lunchtime. Mark went to investigate and disappeared for quite a while. Eventually the two of them returned to the farmyard triumphantly (and somewhat shaken) carrying a dead fox. Apart from the fact that it was dead, it didn't look too clever and on closer inspection, I think it was probably rather sickly, even before Brandy took it's ears out with the barking. Anyway, it's skin and relevant reproductive organs are now vacuum packed and frozen awaiting the relevant conjunction for us to burn them and make a fox pepper for protection. Skinning a fox... the worst job I've had to do on the farm yet... by a long way.
On a lighter note, you may have read elsewhere that Mark owns a full sized Bluthner grand piano, a magnificent instrument that we do not have room for in our farmhouse. It is currently on loan to Pinewood School and they regularly invite him to attend concerts where it is played. This month we took an evening out and very much enjoyed an evening with Derek Paravacini, a blind, autistic young man with great enthusiasm and skill as a jazz pianist. He has a fascinating story and is well worth a listen if you ever get the chance to hear him.