of tv, ducks, dogs and therefore shit

So Alan took the dogs for the annual compulsory jabs, while 2 men fixed our telly, we actually got zillions of channels, some even speaks English, we still to figure out what to do with it all. While that happened, Anna and her helpers arrived to settle those hundreds of ducklings we agreed she can, in our styes, as she run out of room.
With all the excitement Alan failed to close the door properly in the other house, so Gus, who was still probably excited from the adventure of the communal dog-jabbing, rushed in there, and unbeknown to us shitted and pissed everywhere. However, we did notice it when we walked our Canadian pay-guests in to show their beautiful accommodation... I think god in His Wisdom decided that we are not cut out for this money making stuff. Last week, when the English hostelbookers girls stayed, on their first morning, the binmen decided to ring the bell to every house at 06:30am, as it was the bi-annual all-rubbish collection day, and they wanted to remind everybody...
and the water company decided to do their repair to the reservoir that day, too, promising no water... (however, the girls somehow did not hear the ringing - the wwoofers did, and the water pressure failed to do anything untoward as it happened)
So all well, if ends well... it turned out that the guests are students at Royal Holloway, where Szonya teaches - and the girl, Janine is actually studying psychology, so Szonya might teach her!! Little world, as they say.
They discovered the picture of their university in the kitchen, it was a mothers
day card from Szonya a couple of years ago...) Besides Alan and the dogs, you can see the ducks, Anna s helpers, and a portrait of Jozsi.