Here we are up in Warwickshire, they call it Shakespeare country but it's a bit more like sheep country from what I can see and hear. Not only the glorious sight and sound of rotund happy lambs, knee deep in grass getting fatter by the minute but the the smell of fresh sheep poop on the shoes as you hop back in the truck is all too familiar.
Even the roaring sound of the huge headers working late into the night is pleasant enough but the spreading of chicken manure or some other foul smelling urea on those freshly toppped fields is reaching the limit. All doors and windows are tightly shut and we'll swelter inside till its safe to come out.
We have Maggie, the delightfully eager Border Collie at our feet, crouched and ready for action should the call go out. Although if it came to a choice of toast and Bovril, versus heading out to move some sheep I think we'd be hard pushed to budge her.
David is armed with his stick, clippers and spray, prepared snd ready for a bit of Footrot. Then there's a couple of poddy looking lambs who need drenching for worms and with this weather its likely we may be in for some Flystrike!!, Ah the joys of being a sheep farmer!
We arrive at the fields each morning at the crack of dawn, in the English Landrover of course, to be welcomed by some expectant faces. Nothing like a couple of buckets of sheep nuts to make us all the more attractive. A quick wander around the fields, head count, topping up water and we're on to the next the five fields to do the same. Good day at work!!l
We'd had hopes of doing a spot of sightseeing up here and catching up with family but it's turned into more of a therapeutic week of fixing and updating technology. Solihull, a rather lovely town, just on the edge of Birmingham provided all the answers and a great Apple shop to satisfy Davids cravings.
Leamington Spa and Warwick were also part of the search - both rather lovely character towns. Warwick Castle in particular, is on the must see list for next time we are close by.
A road trip northward to Cheshire is a must, least we start to think ourselves Southerners. Chester is looking stunning on a magical summers day, just a pity about all the people but wonderful to catch up with some old friends Hamilton and Sarah, drink some red wine and tell a few lies.
After almost a couple of weeks in and around London have certainly decided to park the car up whenever possible and tube everywhere. We've found ourselves heading out for a few day jobs, from Enfield, Belgravia, Putney and Teddington so are seeing some very different sights and animals of all different shapes sizes and requirements. Our last stint was with 'Lucy the Dog' - we had a very special imaginary one of those living with us about twenty years ago!! (pic Milly) This time it was an adorable Labradoodle who soon won our hearts
The inspirational energetic adventurer Del had flown into London for a couple of days so we tracked her down at the Petersham Nursery Cafe - old greenhouses converted into a wonderful cafe. Spent the afternoon together listening to tails of her escapades through the wilds of Corsica, high altitude of Mount Blanc, island hoping in Greece and biking the Cornwall coast.
Had a great time wandering the Surrey parklands with Jude and David and their charges (animals). We're continually amazed by the wonderful wildlife that we see in this country. Here we are in the South East of England which is pretty densely populated, criss crossed with busy motorways and some unbelievably large homes. Yet amongst all this we are continually stumbling across delightful creatures like squirrels, foxes and Muntjac deer almost close enough to touch.
Amongst all this we have our own Trojan horse - his very own bespoke outfit to scare the flies away and what ever else should see him. What you can't see are the special finishing touches that his suit has, animal print collar and cuffs!!
July and August are our busy months, everybody heading away on holiday so it's time to do as much as we can which often means splitting up for a few days at crossover times. David will hop on the train and head to our next assignment while I catch up a couple of days later. By then he's had time to suss out the all important things like the best local coffee shop and bakery. Golly I think we're addicted to this feeling of moving on. The anticipation of whats coming up next always keeps you on edge.
Attached is a great article that a friend found and shared with us. It sums up so much of what we have been going through on this journey over the last few years. Unbelievably relatable - normal, what's normal anyway?