Dancing Goose

After a morning facetime call with the senior Bs, we headed out on our assigned trip of the day - the 'Old Trades' fair.  This was basically a hard-to-find field (well done CarbBoy) with a bunch of stalls of folk explaining their trades (and some of them selling stuff as well); including a stonemason, two knife-makers, a seamstress, a jewelry maker, a brass-working person, the local hunters (that's a trade?), a tool restorer, and two potion makers.  No wand maker.  There were also plant displays, a pen of geese and hens, some amazingly cute donkeys and a huge horse.  Also, of course, lots of local dancing and food.  But here for your delectation is a dancing goose who'd just had a slightly inadequate bath.  If nothing else the trip confirmed that we really want some hens.

Anyway, a fun trip out.  Later there was a lot of sitting around and enjoying the weekend (lovely sunny day), some deadheading to the tune of the Great Terror, then a chicken dinner, a show Mr B thought we'd enjoy (he was right) and a depressing West Wing.  Most of the evening has been spent trying to avoid stepping on a beetle in the living room that TallGirl has adopted as a pet.  He hasn't moved for a while.  Oops.