Sunday, November 15

Battening down the hatches

A juvenile grey partridge has taken up residence in the car port. Cute; what’s not to like? Today’s lunch is a casseroled nine-legged pheasant. Although the weather is dire there’s racing from Cheltenham and a Grand Prix on the box, a blazing fire. ...A quick trip to Totnes market early morning where we stocked up on veal and venison. I can’t see the homestead starving any time soon. And as I speak a tanker appears in the yard, to top up the gas. One more load of wood and a trip to the off-licence and we’ll be set for winter.

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