
bud
(somewhere here is maximum's wendy house we brought with us from hackney).
mrs.perou started the day by throwing up the breakfast i cooked her and kept going all day.
hopefully she caught something off the z and it wasn't something to do with the duck egg i fried her.
took the sons to dover castle.
which they really seemed to enjoy.
then i started feeling crap too.
struggled through the day without up-chucking.
had fish and chips on herne bay beach, watching the jet-ski 'dudes' making fools of themselves.
get...a...life...losers...
searching the hive mind for a solution to the hardcore, itchy mosquito bites i get at the farm, discovered that gaffer tape is a BRILLIANT, immediate cure.
works great: looks stupid.
bed early with incredible fork lighting going off where red skies were yesterday.
if i wasn't feeling so rubbish i'd have a go at capturing it.
the peafowl are FREAKING out.
:(