The Egg Box

In an earlier Blip (or two) I gave a potted history of the egg farm. Can't be bothered to check if it was the first one or the one looking "over my right shoulder".
It matters not, one tittle or jot.
Today we had a lot of the sort of rain the South east sounds like it needs, only venturing out, reluctantly, to shop: calling en route for the eggs. So, on a whim. I thought I'd continue the saga and venture inside.

I dare say there'll, shortly, be one of their pond/lakelet.