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This year, I’ll be holding South Zeal Flower Show on our front porch and judging my own garden produce. Obviously, given this whole crazy year, the real thing has been cancelled but that doesn’t mean we can’t all still be properly chuffed with what we’ve managed
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It’s time to admit once and for all that I am an Old Fart. Once you’ve realised that every single pocket contains Polo mints, dog kibble or chicken feed there really aren’t any other options. All I can aim for now is becoming a magnificent Old Fart.
View from the Whitehouse – Chickens Paid Members Public
I may have a few talents but I’m definitely not a chicken whisperer. Last year, I purchased three bantams at point of lay. I thought that, being smaller, they’d be less destructive than the Marans we’d had before. Pardon me while I laugh bitterly at the wreck
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One of the oddest things about being a professional comedian is not that you live in a twilight world of madness and stupidity; you get used to that. I’m also dyslexic and frequently wonder why life keeps giving me melons… The strangest thing is that folk will keep asking
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It is entirely possible that sometime in the next week or so you might venture into a church. It may be a concert that tempts you or a carol service or, perhaps, a last-minute somewhat tipsy decision to go to Midnight Mass on Christmas Eve but, whatever the reason, it’
MoorLaughter & View from the Whitehouse Paid Members Public
MoorLaughter A month to go, and the stage is set for ‘Moorlaughter’, an evening of comedy hosted by The Moorlander Newspaper. The event takes place on the 16th of December at the Jubilee Hall in Chagford, with five comics including our own columnist Maggy Whitehouse headlining. Maggy, apart from being
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We’ve got chickens. It’s lovely to have fresh, free-range eggs and, up until now, the chooks haven’t been much trouble. That is, as long as you don’t mind legging it to the paddock in dressing gown and wellies at 10pm because you forgot to shut them
