Calves

Sorted out a mystery parcel with our local post office.  The postman - not our usual one - tried to deliver a parcel to us over the last week and put countless notes through the door instead of  giving it to the neighbour - so I redirected it on line to the post office at the village shop and it still was not delivered.  Then finally I had a call saying it was there  so after a fortnight all was resolved.  The post office in town is short of staff so the post does not come every day.

My brother visited in the afternoon and we walked down to the farm where T was doing some concreting patching up the yard.  He had bought in a lot of young calves from the market which he is feeding milk and will then bring them on with our other cattle when they are ready.