Location, location, location!

When is a des-res not a des-res? When it’s in the wrong location.

If your chickens dream of looking out over vast forested vistas with blue skies that go on forever, or if they wish they could step outside their door straight into a warm lake that laps gently against the mossy rocks of the shore, then you’re living in the wrong place. It’s time to call in Kirsty and Phil and move out. You could maybe even get a place in the town and a place in the country, just to give your chickens double the view. Or, you could do what we did. Turn them around and see if they notice.

This weekend we decided that Charlie and Lola needed a new home. They’d completely ruined the area of lawn we’d given them and it was time to move on. We gave them free rein of the garden and they decided they’d like to go near the decking in a nice shady spot by the fence. They didn’t need a TV crew and a team of researchers giving them ideas.

 

We dutifully obliged. Little did we know what we’d let ourselves in for.

We spent the rest of Sunday lifting 50 (incredibly heavy) concrete slabs, breaking up the concrete on which they’d been laid, turning all the soil underneath the concrete, laying a double layer of bark (please don’t ask Jo to tell you the joke!) chips, then moving the Eglu into position and making it as fox proof as possible, before moving the 50 (incredibly! heavy!) concrete slabs to the end of the garden, because they were spoiling our view. Oh, and it started hailing as we were moving the slabs. Then we went swimming with Alex. I hope you are very happy in your new home Charlie and Lola, we worked hard that day.

We’d certainly earned a scrub down with our Gardener’s Soap. And, had we been sensible we’d have probably gone straight into a bath with some Zzz’s Bath Bags. But, we didn’t, we went swimming instead. Can we afford to be without the Gym? In fact, thinking about it, can we afford the gym!?

One thing though. The clocks had gone forwards the day before (it’s officially spring now) and what do we see in the garden? The first Bluebells of spring. Perfect timing. Our garden bursts into life in the spring (at least, it did last year!), with the bluebells running down the left hand side next to the holly hedge. It looks great. We’ll post some proper piccies later in the month. Until then, here is a pic of the first Bluebells of spring – in our garden at least.

So, when is a des-res not a des-res? ‘Til now, for Charlie and Lola it’s been every two weeks. From now on though, this is their Forever Home (sorry Kirsty, I just couldn’t resist).

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