As some of you already know, we have three hens, we did have five but the fox got two last year. I let them out into our field to roam free everyday and they take their chance. I hate to see them cooped up. Our field adjoins my veg patch and once or twice they have managed to get in and scratch about a bit but we have always been about to shoo them back out. Not this time!
The ironic thing was before we went out l had cut a beautiful lettuce to take to friends. That was the last one l would see for a while! They must have had about 5 hours in there to scratch, eat and peck at everything. The salad took the worst of the attack. Lettuce leaves everywhere. Potatoes ripped out. Squash plants pecked to bits.
This is too much to allow so now they are off to pastures new. My veg plot means more to me than those hens. My brother-in-law has said he will have them as he already has hens out here and it is one less thing for us to have to worry about when we come to leave here. A big clear-up operation will be under way this morning. Mind over matter!
I have a small idea of how people felt back in the war when their veg plots were damaged by bombs or covered in broken glass and they couldn’t eat anything or the allotment has been hit by vandals. The feeling is horrible but as the war-time poster says: Stay Calm and Carry On! I will be able to replace most of it and worst things are happening out there right now. I will put it down to me being too blasé and regard it as another lesson in life! Anyone for a half eaten lettuce?