Hard frost last night, which started about 4pm. Thawed this morning about 10 am, cold & miserable all day. Lumps of ice turned out of hens’ basins were still frozen in the evening. Made bonfire, added some of the hay which had rotted to the compost-heap. This uses up the Adco, which will not have made the 7 cwt. of manure as specified, but perhaps I used it too liberally.
7 eggs. Sold 20 @ 4/4. Total this week: 49. + 12 laid out = 60.
This is the most miserable I’ve seen Orwell in ages. The third sentence could have come out of Ovid’s Tristia.
Comic Surrealism:
After attempts to save New Forest ponies in the blackout by painting them like zebras, they are removed to safe pastures.
a bonfire, yay!