• Les Jours Festifs – The Twelve Days of Christmas

    Public domain pic by Larisa Koshkina We’re now into the Twelve Days of Christmas – les jours festifs. Opinion seems pretty evenly divided as to whether these start on Christmas Day itself, what I’d always believed, or on Boxing Day. Here in France they tend towards the latter, so that...


  • Who Stole Santa?

    Oh no, oh woe, some thieving git Has done a runner with St Nick! For seven Noëls Santa’s survived, Tied to the gate at the end of our drive, Stoically, he’s clung on there Fixing passers-by with his manic stare. But someone’s done some St Nick nicking – A strange...


  • Where Are The Turkeys?

    I’m not talking about my turkeys being missing, thank goodness. The five of them are pottering around happily, blissfully unaware that Christmas is just around the corner! Actually, two will be reprieved because we’ve decided to keep a pair of blacks to breed in the hope of turkeylings in the...


  • Where’s The Glitter? OR The Decline of the Advent Calendar

    When I was a little girl, the Christmas excitement began with the arrival of a large brown envelope. It contained a beautiful, glittery Advent calendar, a present from Auntie Maude. She sent one to my brother and sister too. She didn’t live that far away, just on the other side...


  • A Kilo Of Pigeon

    I enjoy livestock shows of all descriptions, a result of having been involved in the fur and feather circuit back in Ipswich when I was young. I showed golden agouti and self-black cavies (guinea-pigs), my sister Dutch cavies, and my brother black and tan and Havana rabbits. Dad was the...