Evidently, last night turned into an engagement party for our eldest daughter. Thank God Roger bought so much Champagne. Everything hurts this morning; Bouldering with my future son-in-law was fun but there is a price to pay. This morning, getting out of bed to do the milking was harder than usual. Jennifer, our farm manager was there with me, and two farm hands to do the milking. Knowing that she was childless tonight, we invited her (several times) to our New Year's Eve celebrations. At first, she refused, but my wife did her usual magic trick yesterday and got a yes. Aside from chairs, rugs, lamps, a computer, sofa and decor, my new office is ready to go. I had forgotten that we had a massive desk in that attic. Because it was so large, it was in parts. It is more than six feet wide and nearly four across. It's insanely large but somehow fits the space rather well. My wife pointed out that we ha...
Life of a Norfolk farmer