Our New Life in the Country: Message to Mr Fox

Wednesday, 24 August 2011

Message to Mr Fox

A message to Mr Fox ....... I don't know what language you speak, or if you understand images, but the sign above is for you. The little signs are hanging all around, if you can't read I don't care, touch the fence with your sensitive little nose and you will be able to guess what it says.

And if I see you again I will give chase, with my trusty yard broom, just like yesterday, (although this time I might put my wellies on first, my slippers are ruined !!).

My girls are not for eating, they are mine, part of my family and that is why we spent hours last night taking down their fence, re-erecting it in a taut, safe way, so that the current is as powerful no matter which strand you touch. The reassuring click. click, click in the kitchen tells me they are protected. The dogs sitting guard tell me that all is well, and if you come again Rosy, will give chase, her hackles will rise so she looks like a ferocious little dinosaur and she will bite if she catches up with you.

We are ready for you.

(Although I do admit you are a beautiful specimen.)

And isn't Google Images wonderful....I typed in electric fencing (well actually I typed in 'fencing' first and got lots of images of men fencing, with swords) and got a picture of our signs, then I typed in 'blue broom' and I got a picture of my broom.....good stuff!!

Sue xx

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This was my Blog, just me writing about our day to day life learning all about and then living the smallholding life. First we started on a farm in Oxfordshire, then we moved to a smaller place in Berkshire (both in England) and then we found a place of our very own at the bottom of a hillside in North Wales. Along for the ride were all our various animals, and we ended up with just our dogs, Suky and Mavis, our cat Ginger .... who secretly thinks he's one of the canine gang, a sheep called Ethel who wandered in off the road and stayed... and a roving band of egg laying chickens that live cheek by jowl with the local wildlife.

We grow our own fruit and vegetables, selling surplus plants and edibles at the gate. We sell the eggs the chickens lay, we reuse, recycle and rethink ... and life ticks over at a pace that suits us.

It was simply the wild and wacky ramblings of a 50 something townie turned country girl called Sue, who lost her heart to a sailor and started a new life in the country .... many years ago. On a path that took us from Cumbria to Oxfordshire, to Berkshire and then we found our home at the bottom of a wet and windy Welsh hillside by a busy main road.

Pull up a chair, grab a coffee and relax into a world of dogs, cats, chickens, polytunnels and veggies with the occasional grass munching sheep thrown in for good measure.

Sue xx

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