In a rather exciting turn of events, we’re off to a chicken-keeping lesson on Saturday morning. It’s a 60-minute talk, followed by a 30-minute handling session where you’re taught how to pick them up, carry them around and clip their wings, and then some Q&A.
And, at the end of it, we’ll be picking up our first flock. We’ve ordered three feathered ladies, which even before they arrive have been christened Gerry, Margot and Barbara. We’ve gone for three different breeds to vary our egg production and hopefully ensure that we should have a nice daily supply of eggs throughout the darker winter months when chickens tend to lay a little less.
What are they? A Bovans Silver, a Bovans Goldline and a Rhode Ranger.
We’ve not yet broken the news to the cat that he’ll have to start sharing his garden with three birds bigger than any he’s seen before in his life.
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