Muddyboots

Follow the fortunes of Muddyboots & Family on their East Yorkshire farm which has changed from dairy farm to luxury ice cream manufacture

Saturday, 12 May 2007

rain drops keep falling on my head...............


The rain is lashing down like stair rods on the veranda roof. This is a proper lean too filled with wellingtons & smelly dogs, just in case you get muddled up between conservatory & veranda. Haven't seen rain like this for, well months. This morning's dog ablution exercise saw that the dust had been slicked down good & proper, no a mamby pamby token dusting of dampness. Boy oh boy, this is proper rain!

For those dear readers who are following Harry's adventures in the big outdoors... he actually rang last night at, oh, about 8.30ish. They had found the place & were just blowing up airbeds. Clever boy! M rang this morning padding out the details of the trip so far. Jessie had rung last night just as they boarded the Windemere ferry, whilst Ben rang this morning , just to check that mother had done the pigs & sheep correctly, & added more juiciness. Tea had been cooked at 11pm consisting of sausages & beans, yes it had been wet during the night & Geo had been horrified that a bird had pooped on the tent, as Ben informed M, ' well you did want to park under a tree'...

The Lollipop Shoes seems to have generated rather a lot of interest now hasn't it? Our friend in Brittany twisted my arm yesterday so l did a brief review of the book on her blog spot. Basically its not a bad read but doesn't have much depth to it & l wouldn't re-read it, saying that, l would imagine it will make an interesting film, because it did seem to read as though that was JH goal.

The dreaded 48 flu bug has returned yet again, this will be its 3rd visit this year. Becki went home early yesterday, l rallied then have been in the prone position or is it horizontal position for most of the day. For those other hypochondriacs out there, the symptoms are as follows. Hot flushes [not those sort l'm toooo young], felling sick but not being sick. decidedly not hungry & lethargic. Almost like a hangover without the alcohol.


Hubby says that the ice cream parlour has been busy today, despite the heavy showers, so that's ok, then no worries on that score. l think there's more rain tomorrow. It's often the case, say Hubby Dearest, that at this time of year, just at the start of silage time it will rain...and rain...and rain.... well he's right there for once! All that dry weather last month & now look at it, we'll soon have mud & puddles!

The picture, Lixtroll .... what is Gordon looking at?

7 comments:

Inthemud said...

Sorry to hear you're still poorly with flu, get better soon. Glad the camp trip is going well, shame about all the rain, just typical!

Milkmaid said...

I thought it was just our family that had terrible luck with the weather, we are just in contemplation re: silage time, what with the now unpredictable weather and various commitments next week

LittleBrownDog said...

Get better soon - there seems to be a lot of this yucky 48-hour flu-bug about.

We're having stair-rod rain, too, here in the West Country - people keep telling me we need it - I'd almost forgotten what mud looks like.

Pondside said...

Too bad about the awful flu - hope that tomorrow is sunny and dry and that you feel a whole lot better.
The camping trip sounds like fun. Isn't it great that everyone phones home so that the mums can exchange notes?

Posie Rosie said...

Hate the flu and the rain, it is sunny here, beautiful yesterday, if you weren't poorly you could have come up!
Hope the sun reaches you soon and you are feeling better by then. Take care.

WesterWitch/Headmistress said...

Quite a few of our crowd have gone down with this flu . . . guess it is not virtual then. I avoided Matron and seem to be ok . . . . whatever happened I had to be there for the One Act Play Festival in East Kilbride. Good that you are being kept up to date with the trip - that way you don't have to worry. Raining here today and yesterday and the last two weeks and chilly.

UN PEU LOUFOQUE said...

Ici il pluert comme une vache qui pisse quite appropraite being you are in cow country. I am with you sure JH wrote this one for film.. donot under any circumstances breath on teh icecream.

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