Chop chop .....

A day of coming and going. Once everything was fed went to a funeral of an old neighbour who had died of cancer after a long struggle. Don't often wear a suit ( unless it's a boiler suit ) and was thoroughly frozen standing around in the frost.
Back home and had to bottle feed the calf from the other night again. Did manage to get it started on the cow for a while so making progress.
Back into town to collect Littlemiss from school . Stupidly took the city bypass at 3.30 pm on a Friday. Where does all the traffic come from !
Back home , then had to go next door to calve a cow. Alive and well.
MrsF wanted the stove lit but had to chop some kindling first. Mad Max decided to help by sitting on the block every time I raised the axe ! Daft dog.
Does look a bit like Greyfriers Bobby though .