Do I get to throw a party when I get to 100 blogs? (with only 6 people at a safe distance).

Thursday started very early as we decided to go on a walk before the heat became too much to handle. The three gals ventured into the shady woods but still worked up a sweat climbing up the hill. We didn’t see the deer with babies that Mum had seen a few days prior but instead quite a few squirrels. We were in desperate need of a drink and breakfast when we returned.

Mum and I had bought some high quality water bombs from Pound World which made an appearance on Thursday. Can confirm that playing with Jack is terrifying and he will pounce when you least expect it. We all enjoyed being cooled down but there is no photo evidence of us looking like drowned rats – what a shame.

Work has been less than fun in the heat especially when you can see Mum, Amy and Jack sprawled out on the picnic blankets, in the shade, eating ice creams from the window of the room I work in.

On Friday Jack and I took a trip up to Worcester for a surprise Garden party for his Nan’s 75th. We arrived early so had to hide out of view and fill up the helium balloons, we were literally melting at this point. Stacey, Jack’s sister, facetimed him during this (to add to the surprise) and he had to pretend he’d forgotten it was her birthday and he was just chilling in the garden back in Northamptonshire. She was very much surprised when she came down to a decorated garden and a serenade of Happy Birthday but really appreciated having her family there.

We had a very chill afternoon in the garden with a BBQ. We also enjoyed giving Stacey’s puppy Poppy a fuss and playing ball with her in the garden. The weather was perfect – not sure what we would have done if it was raining, not so fun all huddled under umbrellas.

Meanwhile back at home, next door had brought home four new calves for the farm. Next door had gone out for the evening and while Mum and Amy were on a walk they realised the smallest one had escaped. They managed to herd it back into the field but quickly realised that it was being horribly bullied by the other three so they decided they needed to get it out as quickly as possible. Jack and I arrived home at this point so we all worked together to guide it out of the field (without the others escaping) and walked into up to next door’s stables so it can reside in there for the time being.

We were very relieved when it got up there safely and I think he was too. He was very intrigued by the sheep but seemed to enjoy their company. We set up the stable for it with hay and water and locked him up for the night. We’re pleased to say he’s doing okay this morning and the plan is for it to be bottle-fed until it builds up strength. It’s fair to say though that it was a pretty traumatic experience for all involved.