It wasn't my day to do the Allotment chooks today.
This evening, however, I was driving through the village. It was dark, and raining. I wondered if the Littlees were OK. Although we have plenty of coop space, I had visions of them being denied access to the coops by Angry Old Hens.
The next thing I knew, I had parked by the allotment gates and was slipping around on the mud trying to find my way down to our allotment. Luckily I had a small torch in my coat pocket. I bought 5 fantastic, small, LED torches from Amazon a while back, and I now have one in each coat, one in my handbag and one in my car.
Shed: Henry and 4 wives; Mrs' old ropey coop: SIouxsie in the nest box, NoraOrBatty and 2 wives on the roosting bars' home made coop: Norman and NotNorman in the nestboxes, NoraOrBatty on the roosting bars. And in the Littlees' coop? All five of them, together.
All is well.
Looking forward to seeing them in the daylight tomorrow to check for signs of henpecking.
