|Roscommon has the eye of Storm Eleanor |
pass overhead at around 6 pm.
|A new gin for Liz to try. Blackwater.|
|...and a weird new beer for me. Loved the |
goat logo. Very quaffable.
|The Guineas having a fox-free dust bath in the tunnel.|
|A baffled turkey?|
Meanwhile, away from Storm Eleanor and her kind, all is chugging along nicely as we chug gently through New Year and welcome 2018 in. The remaining turkey hen seems somewhat baffled but that might just be us anthropomorphising like we shouldn't. We were amused to ponder whether she is thinking that she has nothing in her folk-memory or hard wired into her DNA to tell her what to do with the 25th, 26th, 27th, the New Year and so on.
|Baffled Turkey Hen|
|New Year's Eve supper.|
|One off design handbag by Con and Santa|
|My old favourite billhook may be 100+ years old.|
|Possibly taking the love of Prosecco a bit far? Now you can |
emerge from the bathroom smelling of it!
|Final loaf of 2017.|