Sunday teatime.
And the second part of the emiration begins. Steve's booked on the overnight ferry from Holyhead along with our 3 hens, (Dolly, Jean and Twinkle, in case you were wondering...)
Dusk falls and we pop them into their "Eglu" (fantastic henhouse) to go to sleep, then pack the whole lot into the back of the car, along with their food, Steve's food, sleeping bag etc. and so Steve starts the migration.
Eleanor & I have an early night, and I keep my fingers crossed that the completion of the house sale scheduled for noon tomorrow will go smoothly.
I spend the night getting texts "I'm on the ferry" and in the morning "I'm in Ireland"
Steve will drive to our friends' house in Clare where they will temporarily lodge the hens till we complete on our new home and move in - supposedly Thursday.
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