It is 8 degrees below at Swallowtail Hill. There is six inches of frozen snow on the ground. I no longer care what I look like, although I suspect I look fairly sporty in woolly cap, lined moleskin trousers, waterproof chainsaw boots, long white over-socks, a filthy padded jacket and fleecy gloves. If only people [...]
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By It Shouldn’t Happen To A Vet….
Annathevet turned up last week on one of her many professional/coffee-with-a-friend visits to Swallowtail Hill. She speculated that it could prove extremely difficult explaining to her other friends what she got up to with me. She rehearsed a conversation out loud: “So what do you and your friend Sarah like to do? Go on spa [...]
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By Location, Location, Location
We are at that time of year when we start obsessing about The Tortoise. Regular readers will laugh at this – knowing that we spend most of the year obsessing about the tortoise. Ok, you’ve got me there, however it is true to say that this time of year is particularly fraught with anxiety as [...]
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Naughty Nurses
The very first television soap I remember was called Emergency Ward 10. Nurses in crisply starched frocks crackled through the wobbly cardboard set on their way to an assignation with a dishy doctor or to soothe the sweaty brow of someone who’d fallen off the tram. I think that’s why, years later, I became obsessed [...]
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Dead Duck And The Great Escape
Bert – or was it Ernie? I couldn’t tell the ducks apart – fell victim to a fox the other day. Leaving Ernie – or is it Bert? – in a state of shock, and alone. I am definitely not cut out to be a carnivore. The sight of Bert (or Ernie) strewn around his [...]
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This is the story of a rural life, lived by Sarah and Christopher on their 40 acre Wealden farm, near Rye, which they share with assorted animals, wild flowers, trees, an eclectic array of locals and the odd visitor who thinks it's an idyll. Sometimes it is.
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