6.30am Christmas day. First things first. I dash downstairs to make sure they're in one piece. The prowling fox is not so cunning after all. They have survived the night - Merry Christmas Chickens!
Now we face our first problem. Family calls and we're off to Banbury for Christmas festivities for the day and - and here's the problem - the night. We make sure there's enough food and water, leave a treat of marmite and toast, (yes really), and ask our good neighbours to send us text updates. They do and everything is fine.
We're back on Boxing day afternoon and they're in great form. We needn't have worried. A well earned bottle of wine for the neighbours AND we had a lovely Christmas. This chicken keeping lark is easy...
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