A Mixed Bag

I had a hellish night due to my lungs not wanting to work properly (have you ever lain awake in the night just listening to the air rattle in and out of your lungs?) and a tickly cough.

Squirrel was well behaved when we went out shopping, had a drink and cake at the garden centre (well Squirrel & SWMBO had cake - I wasn't feeling up to it .... didn't even have breakfast). Squirrel also had fun playing Baby Driver.

After that we went round to visit Chicken Lady and see how she is getting on with her elegant new sock. It is going to take a while to get over the embarrassment of falling out of the helicopter (when it was on the ground) and breaking her ankle when she was meant to be dealing with a casualty -- just as well it was a just a 17 year old having a panic attack after a horse banged her head with its jaw.
Squirrel wasn;t too happy with one of the chickens jumping up and biting her finger ..... twice.

While waiting on The Cygnet coming out of school Squirrel and I had a wee diversion into the trees

I will be having an early night tonight in the hope I can sleep.