Child of the Planet

As I did at Awhi farm, I departed early. The hosts gave me a pot of caviera to take away which was a great parting gift.

We call this room in the Wwoofer residence, 'the dungeon'. This room is centrally located within the house and there are no windows. The previous owners of the site had a bondage room installed. Entrance to the dungeon room This is the dungeon door

I've been doing some building work here and had a brush with mortality when I fell through the roof we were resealing with corrugated iron. This is a shot of the hole that I fell through and a couple of curious peacock chicks. That diagonal piece near the top is what snapped when I stood on it, and the length of timber on the right is what I caught with my arms to catch myself. Pretty damn exciting and possibly the first time I've experienced that sense sharpening adrenalin kick, cause I dangled there for a bit and hauled my self up pretty easily. I've never been good with chin-ups in the past. This does reinforce my opinion that 'I am in fact, industructable'. I'm pretty happy about knowing how to seal a roof with corrugated iron now. Ripping the roof off

Building a floor for the pottery shed Steve the builder cut all the timber and marked it up

My first attempt at blocking the escapees There are two sheep that regularly stage an escape, to munch on grass elsewhere in the village. My hosts are worried that one day, they’ll wander onto the train tracks and become high velocity mince meat. This is a record of one mans efforts to tame the wild spirit of these sheep. The smaller and more tenacious of the two managed to squeeze out between the trunks of the trees. The other was left behind. The one left behind mooched around, including walking straight up to me and looking me in the eye as if to say 'hay mate, could you just walk over there and open up that there gate for me'. I dropped a pallet into gap between hedge and building in an effort to keep them contained.

Folk here were discussing which hen was laying, and where? It was a bit of a mystery. I'm told that a hen squarks when she has completed her busness and the rooster joins her in a cacophonous duet. I'm on my own digging up bricks when suddenly the normally placid cock gets excited. The shed with the wood pile I wander over to a pile of wood in shed and notice her peeking out. We had to completely remove and re-stack the wood pile to get at the eggs. hiding in the wood pile She tries to draw me away

Cute little buggers Keep to themselves and don't try to escape. Make noises more reminiscent of birds then camels, to which I'm told, that they are related.