I didn’t get much sleep last night. I was awoken by the sound of a lot of banging noises during the middle of the night. I never found out what it was as the noise just disappeared. It sounded like it was coming from downstairs, but it is completely empty down there now. Everything has been taken away.
It was an early start this morning as scaffolders came to erect…..well scaffolding. I had organised my roof, well about four of my roofs to be reroofed in September but due to everything going on in the world, it’s only getting done now. It seems everything at once. But at least this means the roof will be in good condition in case of another storm. The strange thing was during the storm my old roof didn’t let a drop of water in. At least something in this building held out!
My little quail DJ is still in the house with me. She’s good company and chats away. I don’t want you to think this is some Stephen King’s ‘Misery’ type scenario as she is free to leave at any point. However, I did catch her making a break for the stairs last night. I managed to grab her before she got to the back door. I only found her by luck as she’d knocked over my classy lady and the tramp ornament (that I’d found in a kinder egg) over. I didn’t break her knees like Kathy Bates did in the film. I really do think that was perhaps a step too far. On a serious note little DJ is doing really well and seems to be recovering from what I suspect to have been a cold or Covid. The other quails are totally fine.
In the country not in the country 