Life at the end of the road

June 14, 2012

Official ‘Arnish eggs’ :-)

Filed under: animals, daily doings — lifeattheendoftheroad @ 9:43 pm

Well ‘that’s it then’, it’s all over and I’m back at work 🙂 officially joining the good ship Loch Striven at 16:45 I’m now ‘at sea’ so to speak. Actually I’m at the kitchen table, it’s 21:15 and I’m just in, not from work, that was over an hour ago but from pottering about in the evening sunshine. I just can’t seem to kick the habit of staying outside until after nine. Tonight it was a little more tinkering in  ‘Cyril’s shed’

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though not at topping up the 24 x 2v cells, I did that earlier. No I was just checking the cell voltages and connections, not that there’s a great deal of point checking them under load/charge for accuracy but it’s ‘evenness’ that I’m looking for rather than any particular value. All was just splendid with this bank and even the ‘hotchpotch’ effort I’d knocked up yesterday to load up the wind turbine had taken a charge.

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However mixing different sizes, ages, and capacities  of batteries in any bank and a recipe for disaster so I took them out of the circuit. They’ll do a turn in the new generator shed for starting Harry when he moves up there.

Arnish Eggs are go

The day started just like most of the previous ones with aching bones, two Tramadol, three cups of coffee and porridge. Must be getting used to those green and yellow capsules now for not that long ago I couldn’t drink any coffee after taking them without starting to ‘rattle’. Recently though I’ve been managing to make the first two the last for the day. As the pain returns during the afternoon I’ve been able to manage it by promising myself a glass of wine, you really cannot drink alcohol and take Tramadol, or at least I can’t 😦 Probably not a good idea replacing one drug with another but ‘hey ho’ it gets me through the day 🙂

What was different about today though was not the weather, that was still lovely, it was the air of excitement and expectation as we awaited our inspection from ‘the egg man’.

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I put a bin liner over the skylight on our vintage ‘Thomson Glenelg’ and wifey put up the new ‘black out’ curtains in the ‘egg packing facility’ which are of course one and the same thing. Not quite Rockness, Belladrum, Loopallu, or the Wickerman but it speaks reams for the quality of our forty year old Scottish classic 🙂

The ‘man from the ministry’ arrived around 10:30 and got stuck straight into his job of inspecting our ‘production unit’

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with the aid of a laptop and some hens 🙂 I really did have visions of one of them perching on the screen and crapping on the keyboard 😦

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The diligent inspector measured everything from the size of the drinkers, feeders, houses, nest boxes and perches to the area of their run and was completely satisfied. He checked the stamp for marking the eggs, the paperwork, egg candler and caravan, gave wifey lots of advice and  after quizzing her on hygiene husbandry gave her the ‘green light’ 🙂 We are now the only official egg production and packing facility on Raasay 🙂 Sanity has prevailed to some extent in Scotland as we have always been able, along with others, to sell from the ‘farm gate’. I think that in England it is a little less relaxed.

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All this activity didn’t seem to put the girls off laying

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and it gave our first broody hen (the one on the left) some competition 🙂

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They really are quite hilarious and tend to follow you about given half the chance,

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a couple of the ‘escapees’ flying straight back into the run when they thought they were missing out on something 🙂

Once the inspector had left and we’d had lunch I got on with a few little jobs before returning to work.

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Much as I had to do I just couldn’t resist an hours work up in the new barn cutting and fitting some wood for the new generator shed. All too soon though it was time to head south

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and whilst I was just beginning my working day, the shepherds at Glame were well on with theirs.

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The return journey some three hours later  was to a threatening  sky over Skye that was accompanied by a grim looking shower. Fortunately it, as is often the case, passed Raasay by 🙂

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10 Comments »

  1. Congratulations on your egg producing facility (possibly a hen). And we wish you both the very best in your new venture. The eggs taste so good

    Comment by SOTW — June 14, 2012 @ 10:03 pm

    • Cheers She, that reminds me, must lift some for work 🙂 see you soon P

      Comment by lifeattheendoftheroad — June 15, 2012 @ 5:27 am

  2. Congrats on the passing the egg… test! Broodiness in one so young? Blimey. Love the shot of the escapee returning to the compound – wish mine did that.

    Comment by Carrie — June 15, 2012 @ 11:30 am

  3. Excellent news Paul and a hearty congratulations to the new Arnish Eggs Packing Plant manager and Chief egg collector! (-: Very pleased for you all!
    That Thomson has certainly been a welcome addition to your empire and no doubt will serve for another forty years knowing just how well you look after things!
    Another great day for the Camilli family!

    Comment by Thomson Caravans — June 15, 2012 @ 12:28 pm

    • Morning Graham,

      I think a purpose built hen house and packing station is on the cards when we move and then hopefully the Thomson will return to being a caravan. Having said that I don’t think that it has ever been so clean 🙂

      Comment by lifeattheendoftheroad — June 17, 2012 @ 6:39 am

      • Isn’t it good to always fid the good side of things, Clean caravan and a tidy mind, must be the missus’s work lol!

        Comment by Thomson Caravans — June 17, 2012 @ 12:16 pm

  4. Bacon,sausage and egg all at the end of the road :-). Well done.

    Andy

    Comment by Andy — June 15, 2012 @ 9:42 pm

    • Morning Andy, Bacon, sausage, eggs and a vandal 😦

      Comment by lifeattheendoftheroad — June 17, 2012 @ 6:40 am

      • Sorry to hear about that.Hope things have been sorted and lessons learned.No community needs that however large or small.Up and down Dun Caan maybe for him – ten times – holding an egg on a spoon(teaspoon).

        Comment by Andy — June 17, 2012 @ 11:00 am

  5. Hi Paul. Back from Iceland, sad to be back in a place where it goes dark.
    There are loads of people selling eggs from the farm gate round here, but i presume it is all unofficial. It is so ironic that you have to go through that ministry nonsens, when the big producers have been cruely using caged birds for years. Well done though, but dont use eggs and viral in the same sentence again 😉

    Comment by simon — June 16, 2012 @ 9:20 am


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