The hunter calls me an hour before he'll be due home, enough time to warn me to sort the house out (put beer in the fridge and get dinner on!) and prepare for his return. There's alot of sorting of smelly, wet gear to be dealt to when he gets back! Not to mention the ducks to deal with. Luckily this time, due to the damp nature of the weekend, we're hanging them for a couple of days before we have to pluck them, a slight reprieve... but watch this space.
So here I am, Saturday May 7th 2011, in my newly acquired swannie (given to me by my oh-so-generous sister who conveniently works at a recycling center) ...Blogging. Well at least I look the part!
