Delilah in her favourite place with her mum
All the pregnant girls queueing up for the mudbath
Well, it's been quite an exciting time here between the normal chores like poo picking, feeding, mowing etc
Yesterday Si was riding around cutting the grass when the only car key fell out of his pocket and got chopped to pieces by the mower. He then expected Ollie and I to help find the pieces. We found the plastic bits but the part we needed to start the car had completely disappeared. This morning Si had to phone Landrover who couriered a blank to our local garage which is about a three miles away. He had to walk there once he had the phone call to say it had arrived; he then had to get into Exeter which is 25 miles away to get it cut. There is a local bus service, it's on Thursday around 10.30am I think. He managed to hitch a lift into our nearest town which is 5 miles away to get a train to Exeter and then reversed the journey. He now has to do silly things with the car as the alarm goes off when he uses the key but there is a more complicated thing that has to be done with the key to be able to use it automatically. We have to stand for 5 minutes after he turns the key in a set pattern in the door before it can be opened. He'll never be able to remember the set pattern as the following story will show.
I got a telephone call this morning from the local police station asking if we owned a car with a certain registration number. I said yes even though I don't have a clue what our registration is. I wasn't too worried as I knew it hadn't been stolen as there wasn't a useable key for it and I could see the car on the drive across the paddocks. Apparently somebody had driven away from the local garage yesterday without paying for the petrol they had pumped. Yep, it was Si. He had filled a can to put in the lawnmower and then just come straight back to use it. So I am now living with a master criminal. This seems to be a common occurrence as the policeman was really nice about it and just asked us to pop back to the garage to pay. I then had to explain why we couldn't, but Si phoned the garage to apologize and paid by card.