I was feeding the chicks who are the size of a robin and have just started feathering up. I opened the cage door as usual but just at that moment a huge gust of wind caught one of the chicks and took it high up in the air almost over the roof of the house. I watched in horror as it flew around and then was plonked down very fast a few yards away in the middle of a group of hens … and Stix, our cat. Stix was fantastic, however. He looked at me very puzzled but stayed still and watched the chick. I managed to chase the chick into the wood pile where I grabbed it and returned it unscathed to the safety of its cage. The sheep were sheared and we have two magnificent tups (rams). Everyone was dreading their turn as their horns complete two loops before they taper off and start a good 4 inches wide with a beautiful ‘plait’ running along the top side. The ewes were terrible, kicking and wriggling and playing up. Then it was the rams turn… The first one set the trend. He was patient, half sat, half held up whilst they did his tummy and then sat completely free like a big pussycat whilst they did his back. I was to be a surprise tomorrow but the Groom has told his Bride that I am to play the harp and she is delighted.