update on disasters

well, I'll get a "discretionary refund" from those good hearted jet2.com people for a bagatelle £40. Still, could be worse. The "changing the booking" option wouldn't let me put the leaving date after the return date, so that was also out of the question.
Anyways, we are booked now for the period 11th - 18th of Feb to go to Milnrow/Manchester - I haven't seen Dad & Murial and Carol and co not to mention all the other people from over there since last November!

We haven't got a landline phone for over 10days now - it seems the t-com people are not interested - or are they frightened? - to leave their comfy base in Pecs. I rang, been in the office, shouted, jumped up and down, threatened - all to no avail, because - they are continuously working on it, you see. In Pecs. The cable is broken in Kiskassa. Which is obvious to me, but not to the experts. And of course since it has been broken, we had more need to use the phone than normal, I spent a fortune on mobile calls.
I can't express here sufficiently how irate I am...

and those goats... Miska is not even that smelly any more, which surely means that he is not interested. But he seems to have learned about fences, and is much less nervous. Maybe too calm now... Alan joined all sorts of goat-fancier forums, some reckons that goats prefer doing it at night. Lets hope they are right, because nothing is happening during the day for sure.

Anna's ducks have gone - good riddance, they made the place a mess, and the goats were forever after their feed, which might had the detrimental effect of not being interested in breeding... the vet, who knows nothing about goat-teeth ventured this theory, so we should not take it too seriously. Relationship to Anna is a bit tender, but we have the position of moral wobbliness, unusual determination and tons of her pickles, salamis, hams and pigs still in our premises.

New set of electric fence arrived, Alan is busy installing it on a larger area for even freer and hopefully less inhibited goats. They are very fat, by the way, should make pictures.

The mushrooms gone mostly to fairly dry, thin bits - maybe not enough moisture in the sacks. There is a nice portion of good ones,
but not a lot, we expected two more flushes of growth. Still, we didn't do too bad, for an experimental run.

Alan heroically re-started his Hungarian lessons, so when he is not exercising his guitar or listening to weird radio-programmes from the 50s or playing pub/darts/quiz on the computer or doing soduku etc in the evenings, he is learning with the moans of "why nobody told me not to say it like that" to which the answer is: they understood you, so stop complaining...