1. Today the electrician came round to fix a socket in the kitchen that has been shorting out. When he unscrewed the plate from the wall, the skeleton of a mouse fell out.
2. The other day a waxeye flew into our window and killed itself.
3. While oosing round the orchard (or “orchwood”, as the pig calls it, which is rather lovely) yesterday, I noticed a lamb lying in a hole, breathing heavily and covered with flies. I alerted the landlord, whose tender response was “Oh, it hasn’t carked it yet? Yeah, I should’ve drenched them earlier.” This morning, it had most definitely carked it.
4. We had duck for dinner tonight, as a treat. The pig watched us prepare it, and suddenly inquired “Was that a REAL duck, like that swims in the sea? With eyes, and a smily face? …Did it talk?” I answered her quite factually, hoping it wouldn’t pitch her over into veganism; but the next minute, she was calling Miles “Duck Fat” and cheerfully pretending to cut his head off.
Country living is educational. That is all.