Boiled eggs and Christian soldiers

This is the barn today, top sliced off like a boiled egg. The walls need re-building in parts - A Shirl has virtually an entire new gable end and a new round window - which is all good for the long term but currently makes the site look like it's in regression. Steve, George and co are all in good spirits, the skips are filled and emptied, filled and emptied, we've decided (I think) on kitchens and bathrooms, the excitement is building........

My head feels like the barn looks - top sliced off, metaphorically you understand, and more than a little soft-boiled. Managed to create delicious orange and banana juice and mop the kitchen floor before succumbing to sofa and sleep.

Fifi Babitt's been laid up with a crook neck. It's been 'clicking' rather a lot over the last few days until not only has the clicking stopped, but so has mobility. Time to get firm and book her a doc's appointment. She says no, I say yes.....and so does the vicar, who used to be a nurse, and who's taking our confirmation classes, so she's got the right answer twice over. Early morning call to Doctor Simon then, else we won't get an appointment for another year, not that I'm cynical.