Farm Visitation

The weekend highlight was a visit to this wonderful establishment not too far from Hamish Towers. Not only do they do superb breakfasts, my bacon roll was sublime, but they sell fresh milk from the farm. Bring your own bottle! I had to navigate my way around an escaping coo on the road down, but it was worth it in the end. The attached Gift Shop sells the rudest birthday cards L has ever seen. Even the coos would blush.

It’s not been a brilliant two days for me. The hormone treatment I’m on for the prostate has weird side effects and my mood has been rather low as a result. Onwards and Upwards!