Posted by: kathandroger | February 4, 2018

Chucky won’t grow!… And land issues.

Deep mid winter; morning frosts and drizzling rain during the afternoon. Nasty cold winds; not the best time of year to be a little chick. The twin lambs are thriving in the field and at last using the luxury home I built for them a few weeks ago. But little Chucky the chick won’t grow! And it doesn’t want to come out of the chicken house either. So yesterday we lifted mother and child out and moved them a few metres away to the base of a cherry tree. Mum Sandra tried endlessly to get the little chick to scratch and eat bits of stuff, but to little avail.IMG_3911
We left the lesson for an hour or so, with only the dog watching the progress.IMG_3914
Mum Sandra eventually seemed to give up and perched in the tree leaving the little bundle of fluff to shiver below. I put them both back in the house, but Kath has already aired her fears of chick demise. I will crush a few sheep nuts for her today, and may even give some to the chick as well. We can’t win them all! Incidentally, the cock, Decker, is celebrating his empire by cock a doodling almost all day…. and during the night as well. It is a good job we have no guests at this time of the year; he will be eaten or given away before the season begins. The French cocks apparently scream Cockoreeko rather than our version, so Chucky must have some British genes.
Thinking of other differences between the UK and France, we have lots of seemingly lost plots of land here. I guess that a “parcelle” as they are called, may be lost in the vagaries of inheritance, as with many houses in the area. The result is that fields become overgrown and often impenetrable, which must be a good thing for the local wildlife. This plot is over the road from us.IMG_3915
The dog certainly loves them, but has yet to catch anything.
We have a “parcelle” in our wood which does not belong to us. It is owned by a wonderful old couple on the village who we visited some years ago to buy it. They were in full agreement, and we left them to arrange the legal details but have heard nothing since. Their plot is shown by orange markers in the ground; I have no idea who put them there, but don’t dare to remove them.IMG_3917
The owners looked frail when we last saw them and we didn’t want to impose on them, but talking to a friend when we last passed their house last week they are both very well and about to celebrate their 75th wedding anniversary! We must visit them again to congratulate and to ask the secret of such an amazingly durable relationship.


  1. I hope the chicken makes it – as you say it’s cold weather to be a frail little thing.

    • It is still tweeting like mad, but we remain anxious!

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