Richard P Grant
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Learning to fly
I’ve written at length about our hens. What I may not have mentioned is that last year we got a hive, and some bees to go in it. The bees did what bees do, and we had a few jars … Continue reading
I’m still standing
Big Vet doesn’t want you to read this post. Chickens, famously, do not have teeth. Instead they have gizzards, A gizzard is a kind of bag betwixt beak and stomach in which foodstuff is ground by little bits of stone … Continue reading
Sweet home Alabama
It never ends. There’s always something to do, whether it’s laying turf, repairing hoses, or pulling up the wild onions. I’m taking advantage of the unexpected time off to fix things around the house and garden. In the best traditions … Continue reading
Posted in Me, Offspring, Personal, Science-less Sunday
Tagged birthday, grapes, Pawns, pizza, Spring, wild onions, wine
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The Times They Are A-Changin’
Hard to believe, but 4 years ago we were in lockdown. Bit of a shit time, really, with scary NHS bears yelling at us to STAY HOME, schools shut, people being shouted at for being (gasp) outside, and all that … Continue reading
Posted in Don't try this at home, Offspring, Science-less Sunday
Tagged fucking scary NHS bears, Joshua, lockdown, treehouse
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This is what we find
While making Richard’s Famous Margaritas(tm) (note to self: post this on Magirism at some point) this afternoon, I had to clear the Triple Sec optic from the sugary gunge build-up. After cleaning, I picked up the wrong receptacle and dropped … Continue reading
The Country Life
I set up a WhatsApp group for the locals, so I can let them know when I have eggs available. “Hello Richard!” they’ll message, “Any eggs available today?” At this time of year, with an average of 4 eggs daily, … Continue reading
My Generation
Back in January I predicted that we would hit our 14 kWh daily average sometime around the end of April. I was a little off, as we first passed that marker on 1 March—surprisingly for such a rainy day, I … Continue reading
Country House
It’s March, and that means there’s far too much stuff to do in the garden. A few years ago we went to a PYO and got a pumpkin (or 12, whatever). It was a Blue Hubbard, and we saved the … Continue reading
Take Five
It‘s a crazy mixed up world, and the snowdrops were early and then the daffs were late but now there‘s tulips, tulips I tell you, showing their red little faces among the hyacinths and the daffs at the Gillingham roundabout. … Continue reading
