Fat chickens and a horse called Stuart

I like taking photos that amuse me – sometimes they don’t work but today I may have just succeeded.



Along from Pigeon Lock (above) is Mill Lane Farm – where the tea rooms are. Walking along the lane today I met …

Stuart the cart horse



I named him – it seemed as good a name as any and he looked like a “Stuart” to me.
These fat chickens supply the farm with eggs to sell – sadly it is closed at the moment as I might have been tempted to buy some.



It is no wonder they look so well and must produce lovely eggs because they have a penthouse dwelling, complete with their own chicken weather vane.