Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Pain clinics and cottage industries

I’m excited. I’m off to hospital to the pain clinic where for the first time in ten years, I might be able to have my knee pain managed in an effective way! That’s exciting. I’m going to ask that they refer me for complementary pain care as well. Acupuncture or some such. I’m not leaving until they help me! Ok, so it’s not exciting in an ‘ohhh look I’ve found five crumpled tenners in an old pair of jeans way’ it’s more of a hopeful excitement. There’s less squealing and jumping around for a start... but then my jumping about days are generally behind me anyway. But I need to believe that they can help me otherwise what’s the point?

We sold 12 eggs yesterday and made £4. What we’re hoping is that we make enough to significantly contribute to food and straw...or towards buying a farm in Cornwall. Whichever is cheapest...

Now, what’s £4 from half a million?!

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Tuesday, June 03, 2008

Going into the egg business...

Well it’s a bit soggy this morning but that’s why umbrellas and hats were invented…

I got home last night determined to do all the washing up, eat a healthy meal and walk the dog. All of which I achieved. Normally when the healthy partner is away, the less healthy partner takes the opportunity to eat pizza and drink beer but I thought I’d buck the trend and have a salad and a diet coke. What’s more, I’ve brought the rest of the salad in for lunch today. Get me.

Didn’t sleep that well, dropped off ok but then woke up at 4am and had trouble getting back to sleep.

Two people want to buy our eggs! We were a bit thrown because we’d not really thought about selling them (3 chooks does not an egg industry make). But of course, we’re delighted that people think they’re that tasty so we’ll come to some arrangement I’m sure.

Tonight, I seriously need to sort out laundry and clothes in general as well as tidy up the bedroom. I’m also making dinner for my partner who is back this evening. The dog will be pleased. He’s been a bit grumpy and I think he holds me responsible for her not being in bed this morning…

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