On Saturday evening I drove off to Gouarec for Jack and the Beanstalk, the last night of a three nights of performance. The sunset on the way was so good I had to stop and take some photos.
The pantomime was a sell out on the last night with no more tickets available and I know of one person at least who wished they'd thought about buying tickets earlier. It was held in the Notre Dame School in Gouarec and in spite of the cold weather outside the hall was warm and comfortable. The pantomime was excellent. I haven't been to a pantomime for more than twenty years and was so glad I'd got a ticket. For me the two people who stood out in the cast were the Giant's Wife and the Dame. I know it's invidious to pick out particular people, but they were so good. Their timing was brilliant and their lines were too. The photographs are not brilliant as I had to work round the heads of people in front of me and not block the centre aisle where filming was taking place.
I shall look forward to their next production.
I spent the day at Short Mat Bowls and as arrived back in the village I drove up to the field to collect today's eggs. Hens and ducks were down the lane and in the veggie patches, one of the gate had somehow blow open in the strong winds. It's not easy getting so many hens and ducks back in when you're just one person! It took about half an hour. An hour or so later I went back up to shut them away for the night. As I walked back down the lane I met another hen coming back up to the field and managed to get her into her house - lucky for her - as she probably would not have survived the night if the fox had been around. Loads of eggs this week - I sold a dozen yesterday and another seven dozen today at Bowls - which will help pay for the feed which I use not only for the hens and ducks, but also for the goats and rabbits. They all seem to enjoy the same stuff which works for me!
Three things I like:
1. Coming home and the woodburner with just enough embers to spring back to life with a new log or two.
2. Garlic, cream, butter, lemon and parsley mushrooms on pasta for supper with a sprinkling of Cheddar cheese.
3. Having a lovely massage in the warmth of the woodburner from my Physio.
I spent the day at Short Mat Bowls and as arrived back in the village I drove up to the field to collect today's eggs. Hens and ducks were down the lane and in the veggie patches, one of the gate had somehow blow open in the strong winds. It's not easy getting so many hens and ducks back in when you're just one person! It took about half an hour. An hour or so later I went back up to shut them away for the night. As I walked back down the lane I met another hen coming back up to the field and managed to get her into her house - lucky for her - as she probably would not have survived the night if the fox had been around. Loads of eggs this week - I sold a dozen yesterday and another seven dozen today at Bowls - which will help pay for the feed which I use not only for the hens and ducks, but also for the goats and rabbits. They all seem to enjoy the same stuff which works for me!
Three things I like:
1. Coming home and the woodburner with just enough embers to spring back to life with a new log or two.
2. Garlic, cream, butter, lemon and parsley mushrooms on pasta for supper with a sprinkling of Cheddar cheese.
3. Having a lovely massage in the warmth of the woodburner from my Physio.
It's amazing how one duck...in particular...will be perverse and turn all the others just as you have them at their door...
ReplyDeleteHow true, Helen! I've just come back from letting them all out of their houses this morning. It's bitter out there with the rain and very strong wind. I've tied up yesterday's offending gate with bailer twine to make sure it doesn't come open again. Hope your weather is better than mine.
ReplyDeleteLovely sunset!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Paul. Some of these cold days produce wonderful evening skies. I drove back from the Physio after lunch today and the cloud formations were fantastic coming back to the village. I really love clouds - and because the biting wind was strong, they were changing shape all the time - quite mesmorizing.
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