Happy Eostre!!

What a day for getting up on the hills and experiencing Mother Nature at her best! It was so windy today I saw a sheep get blown over on the hillside and, trust me, sheep look very funny when they just keel over and just get right back up again. If this wind keeps up I will be out tomorrow hunting for the usual windfall of timber. As long as it doesn't snow too hard later, as I don't want to get stuck in the shop, I will go for a long walk down by the river. Apart from that, I am just busy as ever working towards the upcoming festies and shows. So not much to report really! The diet is going well and I have lost 2 stone and 3lbs in eleven weeks, with just one stone to go, and I have been stuffing my face as much as ever. Just shows what a little adjustment in diet and exercise can do. Tree has been doing okay on it as well. We've also been eating out 4 times in the last two weeks and still lost weight! Anyway, enough about that, here's an apt poem I remember from Spike Milligan.

Granny

Through every nook and every cranny

The wind blew in on poor old Granny

Around her knees, into each ear(And up nose as well, I fear)

All through the night the wind grew worse

It nearly made the vicar curse

The top had fallen off the steeple

Just missing him (and other people)

It blew on man, it blew on beast

It blew on nun, it blew on priest

It blew the wig off Auntie Fanny-

But most of all, it blew on Granny!