I’ve not spent much time at my computer these last few days as we’ve been trundling around the Midlands looking for something to benefit our retirement, all will be revealed at a later date 🙂
Remembering the golden rule of not leaving home without it, my camera came with us. Looking for something interesting to photograph, I could have taken plenty of photos of the horrendous UK motorway system around Birmingham, the long traffic queues we were stuck in where the speed limit (motorway this is!!) was down to 40mph because of roadworks on the M5/M6. Or perhaps the many sections of country roads, that are brought to single file because of roadworks, did I say roadworks?? Hmmm, this has always puzzled me, you approach a roadwork sign, the lights turn green, you drive past………..past what??………..an area of road that is as peaceful as the fields in the distance. Perhaps these areas are roadrests, or roadsleeps, but they’re certainly not road’works’
You’re probably wondering where chickens come into this tale, well en route home after finalising our future plan, we called in a roadside farm shop to pick up some free range eggs, driving down the track it was the first (well second really, but those pics will be revealed later) time I felt the need for my camera.
There were hundreds of hens, all chattering away, I did try to join in, much to the amusement of passersby (and embarrassment to Tony :lol:) but not having a good grasp of hen language it was slightly one sided.
They all appeared very happy & healthy as they wandered around.
We bought half a dozen eggs, I thanked them (the hens that is) as we walked back to the car, they did reply, but not sure what it was they said.