Wow! Glorious June and a heat wave, at last. Now I hate to be a grumpy old curmudgeon but it is to hot for my liking. When I made my weekly excursion to South Molton this morning the Tarmac was melting on the main road!

Apparently there is a heat wave coming. About time too. I set up the solar-heating on the swimming pool about three weeks ago and haven’t had it on yet. Whitsun is nearly here so I expect it will be blisteringly hot at the weekend which means my favourite job of the year will suddenly need […]

Last month I wrote about the new-born lambs wading around in the mud and struggling with the wet and windy weather. Now, the swimming-pool is open and the guests have been lounging around like seals on the beach. What a difference a month makes!

It’s now the middle of March and we have nearly finished lambing. One rather stubborn old lady is determined to hang on to her progeny for as long as possible and I have to be honest, we are both getting a bit fed up with going to check on her every couple of hours. Three weeks of broken sleep and not going anywhere for more than a couple of hours is now becoming a chore.

Hello everyone, or should that be anyone? I sometimes wonder if anyone ever reads my ramblings, but then someone mentions something I have written, so encouraging me to continue. It is a bit windy today as Storm Doris gives us a good thrashing but we have escaped the snow and rain so far.

Hello reader and a belated Happy New Year to everyone. It’s been nearly a month since my last missive and January is nearly over. It has been a busy month here at North Bradbury Farm and until last week it was glorious and unseasonably dry. I have been busy outside catching up with most of the work that didn’t get done last year because we thought we were moving.

I would like to start by wishing everyone a very merry Christmas and a happy, healthy and prosperous 2017. What a fabulous time of year, especially for children.

The tree is up in the corner of the sitting room, merrily twinkling away and looking splendidly dazzling with its full set of decorations. Now, I am sure that we always pay extra to get one that ‘doesn’t drop its needles’ !

Tomorrow is Bonfire Night! It’s five-thirty in the evening here and it’s pitch dark outside already. I’ve just brought in a basket of logs to light the fire and soon we will be sitting down in front of the telly. Who needs fireworks, eh?

Well, a week in Cyprus seems like a distant memory now. It has been a somewhat hectic month for a variety of reasons. Leaving the farm to go away usually means doing two weeks work the week before we go and two weeks work the week we get back.