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Were starting to get in the Christmas mood. All cards have been written AND posted (Its only the 8th Dec, a record for me to be that organised) Christmas cakes are being force feed brandy, mincemeat made and the first batch of mince pies eaten. this year we are swapping 5kg of beef for a a turkey and wine - the turkeys have been raised on a vineyard where they go for a walk each day - yes more bonkers English around other than us.

Even most of the presents have been brought (and wrapping started) or ordered, keeping our post lady busy delivering those Amazon parcels to us. She will stop soon with the annual post office calender which I never know how much to give her for one. So much easier with the fire brigade who get 20 Euros (I want to be able to know they will come out to us should we need them!)
Can't believe farmer J suggested going into Albi for a Christmas shop, a bit of a quick dash with lunch. It was as bleak as the photo of the cathedral looks. The French don't go so overboard with the hype of Christmas as us English, it's all a bit low key as far as decorations go although each village has lights up some more esthetically pleasing than others.

I may of over estimated how much time these donkeys were going to make, I may start braying in my sleep, still only have one camel to make so hopefully will not start spitting as well.

The last calf of the year was born yesterday evening,  all the cows were coming in for hay so we managed to get mum in the hanger as well, which meant we could keep her in last night as we are still a bit chilly at night. It's amazing to watch new life come onto the farm, thankfully it all went smoothly we even have it on video as Master C came back for the weekend to pick up his new camera (which videos as well) another male, mum and calf are doing well.

Must knit a few more donkey parts now, Eeyore to all.
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