We’re back, welcomed by miles of washing and the dreaded unpacking – honestly one of my least favourite things to do – but it is lovely to be home.
But we arrived home to the sad news that Mabel, my favourite (very much loved pet) pekin bantam, had died while we were away. Gardening will never be the same without her, she always accompanied, me pecking in the soil for unsuspecting worms or sitting on my shoulder if I spent too long bent over weeding.
And she loved to sit under the outside table and eat whatever tit bits she could get her beak into (pizza was a definite favourite)…I know lots of people won’t understand an attachment to a chicken, but Mabel was a special chook with a big personality. Ill miss you, RIP darling girl. J xox