Day 249. Welcome to the neighbourhood.

We've moved to a small Norfolk village. Well, given the fact the last place we lived in only had four houses, by comparison it's pretty large but by non rural standards, small. When I got home from work one of our new neighbours had dropped off a wild blackberry cake. Now that's the sort of welcome to the neighbourhood I like. Delicious it was too.

Day 46. Molly and Ned.

This is Ned. In the background is his Mother, Molly.

They belong to our neighbours, Phil and Jo and Molly was bought as a companion for Jo's ageing horse, Harty. When they brought Molly back to the village they had absolutely no idea that she was pregnant. Then one day they went out to the paddock and thought someone had tied a plastic bag to her tail only to discover on closer inspection that she was actually giving birth! It wasn't part of the plan to have two donkeys, especially a high spirited male but a new horse on the scene, Archie, keeps Ned in his place.

They are part of our day. Ned and Molly.