Discounting my husband [and he gets better as he ages] I saw the nicest looking Hillbillie bloke…man…again today. And it looks like I will see him again and again as he and the husband share an enthusiasm for all things chicken…well of course they do, they’re bloody Hillbillies after all.

It appears the two of them are going into the chicken business together. Selling eggs, selling chicks, selling layers, selling fertilizer. I don’t care what they do as long as it pays for some most of their feed and living expenses.

Bonus is, I get to watch them stoopid chooks playing silly buggers when they’re out free-ranging AND eat an egg or two.

The *Bubbha Bless Is*… it’ll get the husband out of my hair every now and again. Therefore I may get the time to do *stuff* I have an interest in.