Armageddon Pays A Visit To Withering Plains

MRS GROOVY’S BLESSED HOLY WATER Early this year, on a hot summers day Kate, (Miss 16)  finally agreed to help take down the Christmas lights which were hanging, shamefully, in the gum trees along the front of our property. From last years experience I knew there were going to be spiders waiting to jump out at me and most likely a snake or fifty as … Continue reading Armageddon Pays A Visit To Withering Plains

Yeehah And Giddy Up It’s A Farm Update

Life at Withering Plains has been plodding along ……? Hmmm why don’t you be the judge of how it’s been plodding along? Our hot, dry, summer sadly deserted us as it does every year, faithless friend that it is,  and we are now, however much I protest, about to be forced into enduring the bleak, miserable, winter months. The memories of last winter are still … Continue reading Yeehah And Giddy Up It’s A Farm Update

The Black Plague at Withering Plains 2018

Mrs Fit arrived on our doorstep looking harassed and extremely agitated. Her bulging suitcase wobbled precariously on the step beside her. “Sorry for turning up like this but I had to get away. You’ve no idea what I’ve had to put up with.  It’s been diabolical,” she ranted as she dragged her case inside. “What’s happened?” I asked confused.  Had she left Freddy. Where was … Continue reading The Black Plague at Withering Plains 2018

Life at Withering Plains – Part 1

Living Off The Grid In Summer On the very first day of daylight saving, with much fanfare and trumpet blowing, I rescued the toaster from the shipping container where it had resided during the bleak winter months and escorted it down the red carpet and into the house. For the next few hours we watched, mesmerized, as it turned our soft, fluffy, bread into delicious, … Continue reading Life at Withering Plains – Part 1

Yep, My Days Are Numbered

Charlie the calf strolled out of the calf shed one morning to find the neighboring cows grazing in the paddock next to his pen. For some reason this displeased him immensely so he puffed out his chest and bellowed obscenities at them. But the cows laughed at the silly little calf and continued munching on the grass. Angrily Charlie snorted and stomped his feet but … Continue reading Yep, My Days Are Numbered

Why you should NEVER put your phone in your back pocket.

The post-Christmas sales were on. The crowds at the mall were maddening and Mrs Fit’s bladder, which, after having to cope with copious amounts of coffee, was demanding to be emptied. Immediately! Her bladder threatened to burst in the line at the always clean, sparkling, new loos so she high tailed it, crab like to the stinky, old loos.  Loos which at all other times … Continue reading Why you should NEVER put your phone in your back pocket.

Best Not To Rely On Dr Google – Ever

The bathroom scales squealed and groaned in complaint as Mr Red planted his feet firmly on them. He watched in disbelief as the red line shot to an impossibly high number and stayed there. Had he really put on that much weight? Sure that little jiggle around his middle when he walked had been rather confronting, but he’d tucked it into his pants and pretended … Continue reading Best Not To Rely On Dr Google – Ever