|All finished and in working order|
|A gift from some neighbours|
|The very useful fork lift truck that meant we got our|
delivery. Not the most up-to-date or modern of machinery
but it was more than up to the job.
|The baler fitted to the tractor to take it to its storage place.|
Unfortunately we won't really know how it works for
another 8 months when it is hay cutting season once again.
Apologizing does not always mean that you are wrong and the other person is right. It just means that you value your relationship more than your ego.
|The trailer! A very sturdy piece of kit this and tips as well.|
On a separate note, it was quite a shock this week to read the recently released provisional figures from this year's census of Latvia. The census came back with the figures of 1.9 million Latvians remaining in Latvia, down from 2.3 million. It is thought that the final figure will be just over 2 million but is still shocking that there has been such a huge loss of people from this land.
Martins Bondars, a former bank chief executive, jokes that “Greeks demonstrate on the streets. Latvians buy a one-way ticket on Air Baltic”.
Very sad, but true in many ways. Latvians do not demonstrate their feelings very much, but get on with life and if that means moving away, then that is what they do. Many families only have one parent at home or even none, with children being brought up by grandparents. Still it is a shocking statistic and incredible to think that 5% of the population has moved away since the crisis descended.
Can't finish the blog on such a down note or without mention of our kittens. I mentioned last week that we have started taking our kittens to the greenhouse with us, hopefully to curb the mouse population that seems to have taken a liking to our greenhouse and particularly the polystyrene in our caravan. Well our youngest kitten enjoys the journeys out so much that when we put our boots on she often goes and sits in the basket in anticipation and is very disgruntled when we don't take her with us. Spoilt or what! The kittens love Ian though, so much in fact that they can't wait till he comes in and then use the litter tray! Aww such love, glad they don't love me that much. And finally! I really mean finally this time, I have found the perfect job for Ian. For anyone who knows him well knows he is serious about cycling, even if it is on a fixed frame in the dump room as we call it (the place where we dump all the stuff that we don't know what to do with just in case you are thinking of something else), just take a look at this site (link here), can't you just picture him on his bike while doing something useful?
|Cute heh! You wouldn't think they had been rolling around|
the floor, scratching and biting five minutes earlier would you?
|These must be the craziest male turkeys ever! They both|
patrol around together and make gobbling sounds in unison.
They don't fight but take care of the lady turkeys together.
They are not ours by the way. Maybe next year we will
|This is specially for my friend Pauline. Ian found this stone|
amongst the gravel.