|St Brigid's Cross made from rushes.|
|An ominous sky brought us another dusting of snow.|
|The young Buffs like to stand on the terrace table. The boys|
are now up for sale through 'classified ads' website, Donedeal.ie
There are, as you'd also expect, a wealth of stories around St Brigid's life and the miracles she has performed.
|Muck spreading for Bob again.|
|Bob's trusty John Deere 5310.|
|The range gets a 'blacking'. It's like new!|
Meanwhile, as well as blitzing the house (possibly because we thought we were going to have a visit!) Liz has given the range a once-over with 'black'. It looks as good as new. Not so good, our ever-faithful little Fiat car may be going sick on us. It seems to falter once in a while as if there is an ignition problem and on Saturday, when Liz went to start it, it fired up on only 3 cylinders and did that white smoke, unburnt fuel thing that gives you the FEAR and makes you dread open-engine type faults like burnt valves and head gasket leaks. It recovered as it warmed up. This morning, though, we have had it down to our marvellous local village garage where Jimmy H has examined it and plugged in his fancy disgnostic gadget. This found a coil/circuit problem but he cleared that code and the engine seems now to be fine. We have been sent off to drive it round for a few days normally and see if the fault comes back. We are re-assured that if the fault can come and go, then it is "probably not" burnt valves or the head gasket. Valves tend to burn out and stay burned out. Fingers crossed, 'Timbuktu' (the car's name, derived from the old UK registration).