I didn't have a very restful sleep last night. Keith was coughing and I was worrying and lay awake 3 hours (the standard length of time for insomnia for me). Finally I nodded off and then there was a cacophany in the top hall - Shadow-cat hurtling up and down, brief pauses and then more hurtling. I swore at him, got up and found him proudly sitting by a large dead mouse! NOT what you want in the bedrooms. I think it must have come out from behind the wooden panelling as cats have been spotted sat by a room corner in the past (K's bedroom). Anyway, it was a Harvest Mouse - I would have preferred a dead House Mouse as Harvest Mice are so pretty with their chestnut coats and white tummies. I removed said mouse and dropped off again, only to hear a loud lamb bleat outside the bathroom when I got up for the loo. Well, of course that was IT for the night then - I had to go and check. The nearest sheep are two fields away. I noted from the window that our new neighbour was also up and surveying his vegetable plot. Perhaps he'd heard sheep too. Couldn't see hide nor hair of any sheep but oh gosh, what a beautiful sunrise and morning it was.
I visited Tam and Rosie yesterday and did gardening, sweeping, clothes sorting and lots of washing up. Tam can't wash up as Rosie won't be laid down without screaming the house down. Jon hates washing up . . . I imagine they were close to running out of plates and bowls and things to cook in!!
A rather misty view up in the mountains yesterday when I took the "scenic" short cut home via Devil's Bridge. Tam set the Google maps satnav on my phone so I didn't get lost (without that I certainly would have!) I found it surprising that there were so many farmsteads literally right out in the middle of nowhere and that marshy land not much good for anything.
As I said, short cuts like this one through the mountains (Tam calls it "over the top") are scenic. Not many passing places though.
Here's a nice "doer-upper" for you . . . Not that there is a for sale sign, I might add.
Today I have been very busy in the garden planting things, watering, weeding etc. Danny's gone to Cardiff to see some friends, and "I" and her mum went to the Smallholder's Fair on the showground, the highlight of which for little "I" was not the pony scurry, or the motorbikes, or the many animals, but the fact that she saw a goat poo into her water bucket!
Wigmore Castle tomorrow, I promise!
