Monday, 15 June 2009

Fowl language seems to be the order of the day



Hello again

It seems that we are all reverting to nature, discarding the excesses of the last decade or two, moving away from conspicuous consumption towards a more natural, considerate way of life. Recycling, buying cars with smaller engines, using farmers' markets, buying local, buying seasonal, growing your own fruit & veg and now, chickens.

It seems that having your own micro, egg production facility at the bottom of the garden is the must have accessory of the middle classes. It's easy to scoff though, but actually, having chickens and producing your own eggs is great fun, tasty and provides a good message to children - apparently eggs don't come from Sainsbury's, they come from chickens!!

My mother is an old hand at keeping chickens. She has lots of breeds: Frizzles, Polish, Light Sussex, Seabright & Black Rock amongst others. Some are more relable egg layers and some are more ornament but collectively they are rather charming. My daughters love feeding them, giving them some water and most of all, collecting the eggs. This is a joy to the children and to adults alike. There is nothing quite like opening the coup and finding four or five fresh eggs - one never tires of this.

Try it, I am going to.

Unitl next time

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