One of the worst parts of lockdown is not being able to see people and take the kids out to do all the things that we did.  I have very fond memories of a childhood holiday on a farm.  We got to go and get the eggs in the morning, from the double decker bus where the chickens were housed.  I’m not sure why, maybe it was highly effective at keeping the foxes out, but four-year-old me didn’t care.  I should also point out that […]