The chicken tent was getting very gunky. Although it did not have laying water the whole floor was very slippery and muddy. It rained lots yesterday and the overnight forecast was very wet and windy. I needed to do something or I would have unhappy chickens
I phoned, Mike, a neighbour, to see if he had the number of a local farmer that would sell me some straw. He said he didn't (he lied) but would be at my gate at 9.00 with some of the straw he had. He was there on time, seven bails delivered and unloaded for me. 
The chickens are now dry and ,as a bonus, have a new playground. It did not stop one of the hens photobombing my shot.
Mike would not take any money, a friend in need etc, but will accept a pint when the current stupidity stops.
Such kindness. The real sprit of the season.
Merry Christmas everyone for tomorrow