A Budding Romance at Withering Plains

Through blurry eyes one morning I woke to see Miss Polly’s mouth around poor Louie the lambs neck.  Screaming hysterically, convinced she was trying to kill him, I ran out in my dressing gown and gum boots to save the day. I shouldn’t have bothered.  Turns out Miss Polly has a thing for young Louie’s…   EAR WAX! And Louie loves every minute. Archie is … Continue reading A Budding Romance at Withering Plains

Queen of Procrastination – A Withering Plains Update

Forget my self-appointed title, Queen of Calves, I am now the Queen of Procrastination. Why you may ask? Because I’m attempting to write my second novel, even though my first is still out and about doing the agent trail.  Foolish of me? Absabloodylutely! But still I plod on even though the characters are being so uncooperative I have to stop myself from killing them off … Continue reading Queen of Procrastination – A Withering Plains 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

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

I Have My Suspicions That I Might Die Soon

For the past few weeks I’ve written depressing posts about death, misery and burning flesh. I’m wondering if perhaps we should call this place Withering Heights as it’s been so bleak?  But then we’re on flat land so Withering Plains would most likely be more appropriate. How very unromantic. Right at this minute though, the misery of winter is over. The suns out, the remaining … Continue reading I Have My Suspicions That I Might Die Soon

The Day I Almost Burnt To Death Twice

Unfortunately I did almost burn to death twice, worse it was by my own hand. Accidentally of course.  But let me get to that later, I need to explain a few things first. Things have been crazy around here. The Pity Party Is Over You will recall that the night the first of the calves arrived was a stormy, thunderous, howling, black night.  Well that … Continue reading The Day I Almost Burnt To Death Twice

Welcome to the Mad House Boys

  On a freezing, blustery, winters night the first five of our calves finally arrived.   Not on the warm, sunny, winters day that I had envisaged.  And I was not waiting at the gate with a sign which read “Welcome to the Mad House Boys” which in hindsight was a good thing because calves can’t read. Instead, I was sitting mournfully at the kitchen table … Continue reading Welcome to the Mad House Boys

Living Off The Grid In Winter – Hahahah

Forty seven days ago I wrote about the trials of living off the grid. Forty seven days ago I had endless amounts of clean underwear to choose from every single day. Forty seven days ago I was able to watch TV pretty much whenever I felt like it. Forty seven days ago I never dreamt I would wish we had a pit toilet. Forty seven … Continue reading Living Off The Grid In Winter – Hahahah