Our New Life in the Country: Hands Up

Tuesday, 8 August 2017

Hands Up

Hands up if you walked on the newly painted grey floor in Dad's workshop.

Yes Suky .... we know it was you!!

Sue xx

12 comments:

Simple Living8 August 2017 at 18:37
Bless her, she just wanted to see Daddy :-) x
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Jules8 August 2017 at 19:24
Love it! X
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Living Alone in Your 60's8 August 2017 at 19:58
Caught red handed or grey pawed! Bless😁
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e8 August 2017 at 20:30
Cute!
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Mrs LH8 August 2017 at 22:15
Did she leave a trail through the house? Naughty girl!!
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Darwin Girl8 August 2017 at 22:21
Oh no, naughty girl. She's so sweet though.
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Kim @ Him, Him Me8 August 2017 at 23:27
Oh dear Suky! At least you didn't roll in it. My Max lay down against a a freshly glossed skirting board. It took ages to get him clean again
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landcuckoo9 August 2017 at 01:06
Haha, caught grey handed, sorry grey pawed!
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Edwina9 August 2017 at 13:29
Bet you weren't mad at her for long!
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Crafting Queen9 August 2017 at 18:18
Busted!! lol
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jenny_o10 August 2017 at 02:18
Awww ... poor little paws! I'm imagining little footprints on the floor, too ...
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UplayOnline11 August 2017 at 09:25
Haha, caught grey handed, sorry grey pawed!

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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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