John and David run the local woodyard. It is full of wood, unsurprisingly. As well as lots of ancient Fordson tractors, two-man chainsaws, hand tools of no known purpose, froes, axes, engine parts, tyres, bark peelers, band saws, and assorted other ironmongery. A man drove into the yard the other day. The conversation went like [...]
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Jungle Mission
I am going to confiscate all the catalogues and brochures selling random bits of outdoor equipment that Christopher regards as ‘really useful’. I have yet to see any of these items prove themselves to be really useful. They are mainly really annoying; they collect dust and seem to multiply when I’m not looking. On Saturday [...]
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Forest Schools
I spent today playing in the woods. No, really I did. We hosted a training day for people considering training to be Forest Schools leaders – and I enjoyed it so much I think I’m going to become one. Forest Schools began just after the Second World War in Sweden. The concept was firmly established in [...]
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Major Scientific Advance
I am not a particularly competent scientist. I am not even a fairly good amateur. But like, I suspect, many of you out there, I have been particularly taken by the search for the Higgs Boson, and have, in my own undistinguished way, joined in. And today I read with rejoicing that the Cern Large [...]
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Pig Wreckage
I am extremely angry with Hilary and Smiler. We’ve been more than generous to them and they have the run of the orchard since we understood that Kune Kune’s were grazers not rooters. I am afraid to say that I think they might be mixed race since they’ve started to destroy the orchard by grubbing [...]
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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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