It just gets better and better.

We're heading for the final stages. Just the front step and the skirt and then its time to sit and drink beer in it!

Say hello to Spotty.

I know its a rubbish name but Louise was having a bit of a panic following her James Herriott moment.

The first pure Pear Tree Farm Jacob Lamb.

The newly qualified vet and midwife, Mrs C. Successfully delivered the 1st lamb that we've bred at home. I would have help but was 800 miles away at the top of a mountain.

Lost in Translation.

A cheeky little local wine?

The hills make you mad.

This is a 7 year old who's family don't like him. Rather than encourage him to do well at school or learn a trade. They throw him off of a mountain to teach him a lesson.