977

But will it start?

976

Eric and pals

975

It's all go with the new sheeplettes

974

Emily sees Eric and ladies with The Crofter.

973

Ah yes, all is well.

972

Dance of the seven bales

971

The sheeps are fine

970

The work is done - apart from the inevitable paperwork as The Crofters, Hector Low the vet and his Texan assistant unite in sorting it out.

When I say un ite, I mean they stayed in one place for a while and talked. Did the world feel a better place afterwards?

969

The kind crofter welcomed the great man that is vet Hector Low to his estate the other day to see to his coows. I think perhaps the bloods taken were for tests rather than black pudding - a local delicacy for some.

The coows were so pleased to get out on the soon to growing grass - leaping about like children out of double-maths.

Soon Hector was chatting about Vincent engines and Triumph Trophy bikes with Dad Crofter who was The Bosses' bodyguard for the day.

Oh what a lovely time we all had in the sunshine

968

See that tractor, the whitish one with brownish edges, that moves I tell ye. I've seen it.

967

This MAY have a whiff of James Ravilious about it. I'm hoping so. I'd love to think it has anyway.