Eldest son, in his boredom of having a broken leg and nothing to do, has bought three chickens hoping to become self sufficient in new laid, organic eggs.
He purchased a henhouse and run, plus three hens, which were delivered last week. However the henhouse is only about a metre square and the run wasn't much bigger so he built a nesting box and enlisted the help of his BIL (on promise of free eggs) to build a proper home for the hens.
When the neighbours saw the new henhouse they wanted to know if it was an extension to the house - ha ha very funny!
The children have each adopted a chicken. Sam's is called Clucky, Harry's is called Bob, we told him they were all girls but he insisted he wanted to call her Bob, and Gracie's is called Dora.
None of the children have held the chickens yet, that pleasure is left to their Mum, who also has to clean them out, but the children like feeding the chickens through the wire mesh.
Here's the family watching the children enjoying the new additions.
Latest news: Son has had plaster off his leg and can now try walking on it. The hens have produced 2 small eggs!