Christmas Eve 2008, we're in our wellies in a muddy field close to Stansted airport and we've chosen a Nera, a Gingernut and an Amber. Or at least I think we have*. I never wanted a white one myself but Ruby (5) insists and I know better than to argue. Sarah (who's idea this whole venture was) doesn't care what colour they are as long as the eggs are large and tasty.
Kirsty, the nice lady at www.hens4homes.co.uk has sold us the three hens along with woodchips, feed, feeders, grit and other essential gubbins. She's also filled our heads with so much information about feed times, chicken spice, chicken poo, pellets versus mash, worms, lice and mites, that we've forgotten everything we knew. But we DO now know with great certainty the answer to the eternal question... CHICKENS came first.
Back home in Hackney the newly assembled, internet purchased, henhouse awaits.
* So much info has gone in and out of my head I'm not sure anymore. This info may change...
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