On Friday evening we all said goodbye to our inestimable colleague Dave, helping him celebrate the conclusion of a particularly lengthy stretch at Goldies of some 19 years. A splendid gathering, marked as such by a great crowd including a generous sprinkling of previous escapees (all of whom seem to look rather smoother and rosier of cheek than they were when they occupied a nearby office) as well as current incumbents, heart-warming servings of bonhomie and the liberal application of Guinness. A fab night and an emotional farewell - take care Dave and do keep in touch! We'll miss you.
Up early on Saturday to get the yard done before going off to the local goat sanctuary for a husbandry course - ir at least, I had it in my head that it was Saturday, but in fact it turned out to be Sunday. This small but significant fact would have completely passed me by had I not enquired of Sid if he was also coming, when he pointed out "but Rach, it's tomorrow". Ah. Right. So instead I did what any right thinking person would do and went shopping.
General levels of tiredness and a very high wind inclined me towards a lunge session with Q, who was surprisingly calm and obliging of a good, productive session. Was then forced to beat a path indoors and enjoy a lazy couple of hours watching a film. Bliss. A quick in hand session with T showed that he was not lame but still not right :( Tessa's coming on the 18th, which seems an eon away. Will draft in Robin the farrier asap.
So today dawns and again I have to get up early. Bugrit. Knickers and I went off to the goat sanctuary for our husbandry course, which involved everything you ever wanted to know about goats from feeding to foot trimming, drenching, common ailments etc etc. It was an excellent course marred only by cold and windy conditions.
Had to dash back for a lesson with Mandy on Q and then back indoors to cook and collapse.
And so endeth the weekend. Pffft.
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