A feast fit for a king

Since moving to the pretty Suffolk countryside we have decidedly more wildlife around us. Including a frog in the loo and a big scary wolf hiding behind the bunny hutch!

Deer2We were used to seeing cats and dogs, having pet bunnies and guinea pigs and the odd fox roaming the streets in the evenings. But here we have a family of deer (Mum, Dad and baby) who visit our garden almost on a nightly basis. They squeeze under the gate and stay for a couple of hours before heading off again.

Next door to our garden are very cute Bantam hens, which can be very vocal! We have a wonky-donkey down the lane, as well as a field full of alpacas, which peer at us over the wall on our walk to school. And pheasants! I’ve never seen so many. It’s like they play ‘Frogger’ with you when you drive down the lane. It’s a miracle I haven’t hit one yet.

There are also of course horses, dogs being walked by country folk wearing posh wellies, bunnies and hares bouncing across the fields whilst birds of prey circle above. And badgers snuffling around in the hedgerows after dark – not to mention the owls who decide to become ‘all chatty’ at some ungodly hour of the morning! Oh and bats. Lots of bats in the evenings at certain times of the year. I recently learned that there is such a thing as a ‘bat detector’ which apparently makes a funny noise when there is a bat in close proximity. On hearing this Mr G got all excited and immediately started searching online for one. As we know Mr G loves a gadget! Quite why we need a bat detector is beyond me as we can see perfectly well the bats that fly over our garden. I don’t need a little device to beep at me telling me so. And even if I couldn’t see them, what would be the use of knowing they are in the vicinity? It’s not as if I have a craving for bat pie.

Lane_2Anyway, we also have typical farm animals in the fields too – lots of piggies (oh why do I like bacon so much), cows and sheep. So as you can see, we have a real menagerie here, which is truly lovely. But unfortunately some of the animals do become road kill, which is very sad. On Sunday evening Mr G and I were driving home (after enjoying the sunshine in a beer garden with friends) and spotted a deer, rabbit and a pheasant dead on the side of the lane. I said to Mr G, “There’s a feast fit for a king just lying on the roadside”. Friends be wary when I serve up venison burgers at our next BBQ!



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Caught red handed (hoofed)

As I mentioned in my last post Mr G has rigged us up with a camera security system to go with the security lights. It’s like Fort Knox around here!

And thank goodness he did because we caught some ‘activity’ on camera the very first night! As Mr G was going through the footage he shouts to me to come and look. Well my thoughts immediately run wild thinking we’ve caught a sneaky burglar. Or perhaps it was the big bad wolf returning for a second time?

But no, it wasn’t anything remotely scary or threatening. It was a pretty little deer. She was snooping around the garden having a good old nosey. I think Santa sent her to do a recce so he knows where he’s going on Christmas Eve. As it’s our first Christmas here he probably wants to know where he can safely land his sleigh. Strategic Santa!

So we’re counting down to Christmas on multiple levels in our house. We have a chalk board stating how many sleeps we have left and we have three advent calendars – two chocolate ones and one string of mini Christmas stockings with gluten-free sweeties in them for Amelie. Mr G and I are sharing a chocolate calendar this year, which has slightly more posh/grown up chocolates in it. I opened it yesterday and Amelie liked the sound of the salted caramel chocolate delight. I didn’t eat it immediately as it was 8.20am and we were off on the school run. Amelie then asked me if it was gluten free and if so could she have it. I told her I’d check the ingredients later. And when I came to check later on it was indeed gluten free and therefore safe for Amelie to eat.

I was at home with the deliciously named chocolate all day. I kept looking at it longingly and I have to be honest the thought did cross my mind to tell Amelie that it wasn’t gluten free and therefore I ate it. Bad Mummy!!! But I didn’t. I somehow managed to magic up the willpower not to scoff it. So I’m hoping I’m still on Santa’s good list.

advent-boxesAlthough we have three advent calendars, we have tamed it down from previous years. A few years ago Mr G presented me on the 1st December with THE BEST advent calendar ever. It was made up of little boxes, all threaded on red ribbon and each box contained a gift! It was like a little mini Christmas every day. I loved it! (Obviously).

Since then we have split the calendar between us (only fair) and we have filled it with little gifts for each other. This is lovely but trying to find gifts small enough to fit into the little boxes has proved more and more difficult each year. Last year we squeezed gifts, (which were far too big) into the boxes and had to hold it all together with tape. I would spend hours searching the Inter-web for gifts and treats that would fit into the boxes. One of my searches brought up a knitted warmer for a certain part of a man’s anatomy. Well, I immediately put that into my virtual shopping basket as all I was thinking was that it will fit into the damn box. And give us a giggle when he opens it. Which it duly did!

But the funniest part of this purchase was when the online store emailed me to review the knitted warmer! Do people really use it??? I assumed everyone who bought this was doing so for a joke. Perfect for Secret Santa at work to embarrass your boss – that sort of thing. My review was just two words – too small! 🙂