Climbing Chickens – Erratum!!!

My in-house Editor, aka my father, has informed me that my chickens do not roost in a eucalyptus tree but a Mediterranean pine which was grown from a pine cone by my late Grandmother.

My Grandmother was the local primary school teacher in the village of Whitbourne; she grew the pine tree in class from a seed taken from a cone brought back from the South of France by the Owen family when the children were young.

This seedling is now huge and home to about half a dozen chickens each evening!  I’m sure my Grandmother would laugh if she were here to see them.  It’s lovely to see the chickens in such a natural environment and comfortable up a tree rather than on a roost in the chicken shed.