‘eggs eh?’ said postie this morning ‘yeh’ I said, broody hen you know’ . knowing look from postie… ‘ahhh….’ and a nod
Eggs arrived safe and sound.. well they look it, and after letting them settle for a bit, we slipped them under our broody, who wriggled about and carried on sitting. Fingers crossed.
Funny thing since we moved to the village – on the farm we didn’t interact with the postman much as he left everything in the box on the gate, but here they come on foot, and as we have the worlds smallest letter box (on the to be changed list) we see much more of them. One is very happy to pass opinion on my purchases.. when I bought an oven tray for the rayburn, he told me where I should have gone to buy it.. etc. But I don’t mind, its all done in a friendly happy way.
Some folk reckon that the success rate goes down when eggs are sent through the post.. but we only got 3 out of 12 last hatch, and they were hand delivered. Three weeks, and we shall see.
