Eye in the sky.

The week began with a Burns Supper in the village hall - it's an extra special date, as I met Mrs. Smallholder at a Burns Supper, so it's an easily-remembered date (that's handy!), and great fun if it's done with all the traditional aspects.  It's continued cold and frosty this week, mainly over-cast, but today has been sunny all day. The alpacas all had a good roll in the rolling pit now that it is drying out. I gave them all their monthly ADE paste, and all were well -behaved.

Yesterday the South-West Alpaca Group held a Fibre-to-Market day at the premises of Classical Mile End Alpacas. It was well-attended, with talks on all aspects of fleece production and processing, and as always, good for socialising. It was bone-chillingly cold, so much so, that with frozen water pipes, we had to flush the loo by hand with jerry-cans - Rachel ensured we all kept warm with a great lunch.

On friday, I scored a hat-trick, having watched three films in the last couple of weeks, without falling asleep! In the past, I've even  fallen asleep during a James Bond film, to mention just one - but we've just seen all of the trilogy of The Girl with the Dragon tattoo, The Girl who Played with Fire, and The Girl who Kicked the Hornets Nest - Mrs. Smallholder had read all three books in six days over Christmas and the New year, so they were highly recommended.

Just as I was coming in at sunset this evening, a flock of Starlings flew over, heading towards the nature reserve that was shown on Countryfile last week, where they perform their roosting aerial ballet - the flock must have been two hundred yards long and twenty-five yards wide- in the garden, Starlings are the bullies, but their air displays are amazing.