Calibrating my wedges

I bought a gap wedge yesterday: a Vokey 5208. I tried it out at the practice area and the results were horrible. The club looks so gorgeous it has to be me so I took it and my PW to the range today and the results were glorious. Funny game golf.

Chickens under control but not the mole

We got home last night to find the neighbours from Chankly Bore chasing chickens round the garden, watched by Sue from next door.  They were very embarrassed and I wish I'd taken a pic because it was hilarious.  LJ had said I should've picked the chickens up and taken them back but seeing the trouble the owners had getting them I wasn't so unhappy at my efforts.  LJ also assumed I know where they came from which, at the time, I didn't.

The neighbours brought some eggs round later which was a nice touch. 

Unfortunately the mole has the vegetable patch to itself now and the damage this morning is horrible with most of the beetroot plants in trouble.  It looks as though the chickens kept the mole away!      

Moles and chickens

I have spent a lot of time and effort on our new raised vegetable bed. It is beautiful and we are very proud of it so when I found a mole tunnel in it this morning I was not pleased and set a trap. A little severe you might think but it's an organic bed and who knows where the mole's been.
That was bad enough but when I got back after lunch I caught THREE rogue chickens destroying the bed. I could weep!

After a couple of hours the chickens had found their way through to Richard next door and he got two of them into the field at the bottom and the other one came back to me.  I then came up with a cunning plan.  I laid a trail of bird seed from close to the third hen, past the vegetable patch, over the compost heap and into the field.  It all started well with the chicken following the trail so I dashed in to get changed to meet LJ.  By the time I came out again the cunning plan had back-fired and the other two had followed the trail back into the garden.  

I give up.