Remains of the concrete after being attacked by the pinch bar!
My late Dad’s pinch bar. Looks like it may not have been new to him, with what appears to be a 1944 date and a War Department symbol!
Sheeps roughly where I would have preferred to be...
A catering masterpiece. Leftover potatoes sautéed with toast and a puréed tomato garnish.
The Boss, a red wine and a Guinness at The Bridge Inn, Ratho. First pint since October and all the better for being unplanned!
Carron Dam
Halved the grass cutting time with a cordless mower. Wish I had done this sooner! Glad to see it’s Brushless - none of that Sulzer junk here!
800 kg of well rotted horse poo to be sifted, spread out and then dug in to the veg beds. A fun Friday....
