Thursday, 13 July 2017


All is well at The Croft. The Crofter has been dividing his time between making a living making teeth, fitting the new kitchen with visiting father in law and winning prizes at the local show. As did Mrs Crofter. Well done you.

Emily smiled at me this morning in that knowing way that she does. That was lovely. A dog growled at me from in its pen and all was good

Friday, 7 July 2017


I know who THAT was. It's Donald 'imself from the southern Isles up here to go with The Crofter anet all to the Royal Show the other week.

Sorry I didn't recognise you Sir.

Thursday, 6 July 2017


This was that day. Obviously. See that man there, the one that isn't the Crofter, well I can't remember who for the life of me that was. Walked with purpose that I can tell you. Helped The Crofter with the snack of grass stuff for the coows. But who he was / is, no idea.

Must be someone as The Crofter was up on an apportionment with him. Not The Crofter's apportionment but another one with a smidgen of proper grass on and everything.

Wednesday, 28 June 2017


And yes, that is Dad Crofter along with Andy, the occasional help from the village who has been feeding up the animules under Dad Crofter's tutoring. Lovely the both of them.

Tuesday, 27 June 2017


Here he is, Dad Crofter and everything. Looking dapper in his 'at and that.

Bin keeping the place in orde while the boy, Gemma and Emily oare off playing.

Monday, 26 June 2017


This little Piggie is in the geriatric wing of the croft, living her days out in peace.

Sunday, 25 June 2017


Mr Crofter used the 'distract the bu**ers' with nice food while the roll of porridge is brought in.