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 had the labour available (sons and future sons-in-law...) to bring it down and install it! We will need to buy several rugs because the space has an echo.
This morning was mass, as usual. We saw the Clarks (our neighbours) coming back from Liverpool where their daughter lives. We bought the Clark's farm. Mr. Clark was very pleased with the safety barriers around the barns, he said he inspected the site of the new warehouses and was impressed with the layout. I told him that was entirely our architect's doing. Space has to be large enough to allow a lorry to comfortably turnaround.
As usual, it was only my wife and me, we don't expect our children to join us, and for us, the Church serves mostly as a social requirement. It was very interesting, as we were leaving I was accosted by a farmer I had never met, who told me that he heard we were maybe looking for additional corn-ready land for next year. He is keen to rent part of his land out for a year and wanted to know if we are interested.
This could be a great temporary solution for us. Will discuss this with Jennifer on Tuesday.
May 2024 be better than 2023
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