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Sunday, 17 August 2008

An evening spent stalking with your son

Is very rewarding, even more so when you get to see about 5 Fallow even if they were all does.
Alex seemed to enjoy his rabbit hunt;

Stalking was fun as was the following afternoon spent at Borde Hill gardens country fair. It was light on the stands regarding countryside activities and retailers but still there were a few things worth seeing;

Today was spent putting what we had hoped was the finishing touches to our new larger pheasant pen but we still need to install the pop holes, waterers and pegg down the perimeter in places. Birds are due in this friday!

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