Perous Secret Diary - Keep Out: August 29, 2006

hopeful

if the atomic mushroom cloud over hackney wick was a signifier of the perou-factory's impending doom, i'd like to think this rainbow over our farm was a sign of good things to come...

i've just got back from a walk round the back fields with maximum, stratford and taz (our new family member aka fierce dawg) eating blackberries along the way.
i am REALLY happy at the moment.
it's taking me a while to unwind, but i am loving it here.
i think i've found my 'peaceful centre'.

last night, after neil had cooked 9 of us 'coq au vin' which we ate round the kitchen table, illisa and mick went off for some smokes in his morris minor.
ten minutes later, illisa called excitedly saying she'd found our errant peacock (who had apparently abandoned his peahen wife here, just before we moved in) wandering down the road: a mile and a half away.

me and james jumped in the perou-mobile and got there to find the peacock looking a little bedraggled.
he was in someone's driveway so i thought i should ring on their doorbell and explain that i was there to collect our peacock and that i was planning on reuniting him with his estranged lady-friend.

'well you can take him if you like but he's been here about 3 years: he's the neighbourhood peacock...we're quite fond of him, but he isn't ours' said the owners of the driveway.
a case of mistaken (peacock) identity.
i decided to leave the peacock there as he wasn't our missing fella, although we were told he probably came from our farm originally anyway.

there may be a neighbourhood scheme in the future to repatriate this wandering foolish bird.
walking down the lanes where young (human) fools race their ford escort xr3i's isn't the best place for such a magnificant bird.
and apparently he's lonely and horny as hell: he's been eyeing up a weather vein recently: he needs some (peahen) lady loving.

the peacock sage tbc...

today i drove to town to have a meeting with a label about shooting their band for their press pictures.
picked up my new suit from 'chris georgiou' which won't be seen till MMASM2

then all the way home called various peoples (like the british goat society and the kent goat club) about goats for milking.
some dairy goats produce a gallon of milk a day...