We have bought a packing case to convert in to a poultry house.
We went to collect it this morning from near Shrewsbury.
It just about went in the back of the estate - it's 5ft * .2ft * 2.5ft high. When converted, I think it will take five full-sized hens or ten bantams - big hens should have two square feet of floor room per bird and bantams should have one. Mediums sizes, obviously, somewhere in-between.
With the number over where the door will be, it looks like a little chicken barracks.
It was only £20; if we wanted them to convert it for us, it would have been £135. It seems so reasonable that I am considering accelerating my plans for Chicken World Domination and going back for half a dozen more.
I have a mental image of them all lined up on the lawn like the huts in The Great Escape, with a little motorbike for Steve McQueen Chicken off to one side and Donald Pleasence Chicken tottering around after the rest of the flock, enunciating in a clipped British accent "Please take me with you! I can see perfectly!" before ricochetting off the side of the pen and plummetting down the bank and in to the lane.
Potentially, I need to get out more.
Anyway. Moving on.
Yesterday we re-vamped the larder, adding shelves. Previously, it was a large empty cupboard full of dessicated spiders. Now it is much more useful, because we can actually put things inside it.
We also made Sweet Orange Marmalade as an experiment, which seems to have turned out very well.
And Ma sent us a letter which contained runner bean seeds, parsley seeds, an article about David Cameron and his wind turbine, an article on Noel Edmonds and Cosmic Ordering; and a note saying:
'Daily Mail articles probably rubbish. Put seeds in now in greenhouse and should get a crop off them. Pig waiting in freezer for you. Is chasing tail. Has only three [illegible illegible illegible]'.
It's tea-time. I am going to have marmalade on toast and narrow down my Chicken Wish List.
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