It was beautifully sunny this morning so hubs suggested a drive out towards Coningsby (Lincolnshire) to find a lane in Ravesby (near Boston). The Red Lion, a welcoming looking pub, was right by the turn off to the lane and it's one we'll put on our list to visit. I say this because far too often we're out and about and fancy a drink or bite to eat and never know where to go! This year, when we see a decent looking pub I'm going to record it for future use. The website has details of grub available, including the daily specials, and I see it also has accommodation too.
The lane was partly concreted to start with and then fairly rough ground until it reached a bridge over the fast flowing Catchwater Drain. Past this the lane was far too boggy to venture on to - visions of us getting completely stuck flashed into our minds (we've been there before) - so we didn't risk it. Instead we stopped by the water and had a cuppa and donut (as you do) and Poppy had a mooch about for a bit.
Spot the new light bar - they're seriously bright!
We headed towards Sibsey for our journey home as there's a working six sail trader windmill there and Paul wanted to pick up some mill ground flour to make bread tomorrow morning. As we arrived the rain decided to fall, and it continued to fall for our journey home. Not only heavy rain, but flashes of lightening too and reports of hail stones once we'd reached home. Such weird weather we're having.
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Saturday, 25 January 2014
First drive of the year - Ravesby, Lincolnshire
Monday, 11 June 2012
Snap shot ...
Oh dear, we've had a couple of poorly pets this week (both are much better now though). Kan decided he'd get into a fight Tuesday evening which, this time, he didn't win! He shot into the house last thing at night and disappeared so we didn't see the extent of his injuries until the morning. Poor thing had teeth marks and pretty nasty wounds all around his neck, a weepy eye, a lump under this chin and, just to help in his sad appearance, he was completely covered in dirt! Lots of cleaning up, salt water washes, plenty of sleep and tlc and he's more or less back to normal. Kan, although much loved by us all here (and the neighbours - he's a bit of a "six dinner Sid"), does find it hard to socialise with other felines - he's a bit of a run and hiss, "get out of the my way" kinda chap.
Any way, our other invalid was Mrs. Tiggs our ex-battery hen. All my fault, absolutely horrible mother that I am, I shut her foot in the hen-house door. Heard that awful <> and froze, and there she was, hopping around trying to keep her balance. She was quite happy to eat her breakfast though, and lay me an egg, but once the grub was finished I scooped her up and brought her indoors to inspect the damage. The internet suggested putting a "duck foot" splint on, to keep the foot straight. Apparently their little bones can heal in 3 days (a week for a good mend). She managed to keep the splint on for 1/2 day and was far too interested in hopping out of her safe box and having a nosey around the house. Having put her back in the hen-house over night and finding she'd been more than capable of jumping down for food in the morning, I risked letting her loose in the garden. We've only had a couple of nasty head peckings from Georgie, but now Mrs. T is happy to hop around on one foot with Georgie following her, just like old times! I wonder if she'll ever be able to use her hurt foot again? We'll have to see.
The weather, as I'm perfectly sure you know, hasn't been up to much, so when the forecast hinted at a dry (but overcast) Saturday, Paul and I jumped at the opportunity to get under the Land Rover bonnet to have a tinker. Don't ask me what needed doing, I was just the helper to go under the car and un-screw jubilee clips and help with other simple jobs. What I did know was that nothing could get at all wet! Lo and behold, 5 mins into starting we felt the split splats of rain and had to cover everything up and keep our fingers crossed. The sun did eventually come out so Paul was able to successfully finish the job. He was pleased it all went to plan, but sadly it hasn't fixed what ever problem it is that's keeping the car off the road.
We celebrated my father-in-law's birthday yesterday with a lovely BBQ in the warmth of the sun. Being a classical music lover we found a print of the world made up from old music manuscripts - once it's framed it should look great in his study. Do you like the little tag I made for him?
Here's Ben with their new kittens. This one is Jennifer, giving Ben a welcome kiss! Polly is a little more reserved - she remained curled up on the bed just keeping an eye on everything and everyone!
Any way, our other invalid was Mrs. Tiggs our ex-battery hen. All my fault, absolutely horrible mother that I am, I shut her foot in the hen-house door. Heard that awful <
The weather, as I'm perfectly sure you know, hasn't been up to much, so when the forecast hinted at a dry (but overcast) Saturday, Paul and I jumped at the opportunity to get under the Land Rover bonnet to have a tinker. Don't ask me what needed doing, I was just the helper to go under the car and un-screw jubilee clips and help with other simple jobs. What I did know was that nothing could get at all wet! Lo and behold, 5 mins into starting we felt the split splats of rain and had to cover everything up and keep our fingers crossed. The sun did eventually come out so Paul was able to successfully finish the job. He was pleased it all went to plan, but sadly it hasn't fixed what ever problem it is that's keeping the car off the road.
We celebrated my father-in-law's birthday yesterday with a lovely BBQ in the warmth of the sun. Being a classical music lover we found a print of the world made up from old music manuscripts - once it's framed it should look great in his study. Do you like the little tag I made for him?
Here's Ben with their new kittens. This one is Jennifer, giving Ben a welcome kiss! Polly is a little more reserved - she remained curled up on the bed just keeping an eye on everything and everyone!
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