Big mistake on the bio-degradable toilet front.
It is a good idea to sprinkle cow crap to get the bio-degrading bio-degrading.
It is a good idea if you are positive that there are no fly eggs laid in the cow dung before you do it.
If there are they will hatch.
Beautifully.
Noisily.
A friendly, buzzing, black mass whose sole desire is to crawl over your exposed bottom when you least expect it, and awkwardly can't immediately move away.
We fitted our chimney, which killed quite a few.
And I hung down the shaft, and attached a couple of sticky rolls of fly paper.
(with my lips pursed tightly together)
But I was definitley the only one using the outhouse for a week while we got it sorted out.
So wherever you are in London, don't sprinkle fresh cow patty down the loo like we did.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Yet another chicken
Got back home last night after pulling an all day drive.
Left Cape Town at 3am and got home at 6pm.
A long drive.
Made longer having a single CD jammed in the CD player.
The CD unfortunately being Phantom of the Opera.
As the CD player looked ill, I thought I would stick in our worst CD just in case, to cleverly test it.
Well, I got it in, but not out. Then had 16 hours of Andrew Lloyd Webber to keep me awake.
Good stuff.
When I got to Bulungula I saw the most amazing rooster.
Giant, with a tail that would put a peacock to shame.
Paid R80 for him.
He was wild as hell. Took two dogs and two men to catch him. He was so angry he got his wings and his legs tied, and was then bundled into a bag.
He lost his tail in the process.
Just what we needed to whip our crew into shape.
Crack the whip and all.
This moring we were outside when we heard a terrible noise.
The neighbours scrawny, flea-bag of a rooster was giving our a real hiding.
They both ran right past us and into our room, making lots of noise and flapping wings and screeching.
I picked up the scrwny one and got it outside.
When I got back, our bloody expensive prince, had his head jammed behind a piece of wood, hiding.
Things are not looking good.
He spent the ret of the day sulking and hiding in our coop.
We have now spent just under R1000 for a single egg (chickens R420, building materials R500, feed R75) ($15 for a single egg)
Left Cape Town at 3am and got home at 6pm.
A long drive.
Made longer having a single CD jammed in the CD player.
The CD unfortunately being Phantom of the Opera.
As the CD player looked ill, I thought I would stick in our worst CD just in case, to cleverly test it.
Well, I got it in, but not out. Then had 16 hours of Andrew Lloyd Webber to keep me awake.
Good stuff.
When I got to Bulungula I saw the most amazing rooster.
Giant, with a tail that would put a peacock to shame.
Paid R80 for him.
He was wild as hell. Took two dogs and two men to catch him. He was so angry he got his wings and his legs tied, and was then bundled into a bag.
He lost his tail in the process.
Just what we needed to whip our crew into shape.
Crack the whip and all.
This moring we were outside when we heard a terrible noise.
The neighbours scrawny, flea-bag of a rooster was giving our a real hiding.
They both ran right past us and into our room, making lots of noise and flapping wings and screeching.
I picked up the scrwny one and got it outside.
When I got back, our bloody expensive prince, had his head jammed behind a piece of wood, hiding.
Things are not looking good.
He spent the ret of the day sulking and hiding in our coop.
We have now spent just under R1000 for a single egg (chickens R420, building materials R500, feed R75) ($15 for a single egg)
Life on the Front Line
While I was away in Cape Town for a few days I received the following email from Sonja, which is pretty typical of life in Bulungula...
Hi my love
Hope you slept well.
All fine here. Xolisa is ill though so we may need to close the ELC for a couple of days – will see how things go today.
No eggs yet, but Goose is looking decidedly broody.
While hanging up the washing (hand washed!) this morning, I was nearly run over by a horny donkey who was chasing the object of his desire. I think she ran to me for protection (who wouldn’t, considering the size of that thing!), and I barely managed to get out of their way! Perils of hanging washing in rural villages.
Have a great day.
S
xxx
Hi my love
Hope you slept well.
All fine here. Xolisa is ill though so we may need to close the ELC for a couple of days – will see how things go today.
No eggs yet, but Goose is looking decidedly broody.
While hanging up the washing (hand washed!) this morning, I was nearly run over by a horny donkey who was chasing the object of his desire. I think she ran to me for protection (who wouldn’t, considering the size of that thing!), and I barely managed to get out of their way! Perils of hanging washing in rural villages.
Have a great day.
S
xxx
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