Ballyteige Farm
Adventures of a city girl who gave it all up to live the good life on a smallholding in rural Ireland.
My Son Tadhg
My dear son, Tadhg, died on 19 June. He went to sleep and didn't wake up. Below is my speech at his funeral which I hope will go some way to show you what Tadhg was really like. I cannot find the words to express the intense pain and sense of loss that I, and I’m sure...
We Have Eggs!!!
At long last we have eggs! A couple of weeks later than expected but at least they've started laying. Four eggs a day should keep the two of us going for a while. As they've only just started laying the eggs are of varying sizes. The large one in the picture actually...
Transforming the Yard
The back of the cottage was boring and plain, gravel on the ground, surrounded by a whitewashed wall. The paint shop mixed the red outside wall paint especially for me as normally you can only buy pastel colours for outside walls - what's wrong with a bright colour?...