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This year has seen my Young Persons books  Clearing in the Forest and Peaceful Land published.  These are the adventures of three orphaned (seems you are not allowed to say bastard these days. But in the Middle Ages where the story is set it was a common word used to define the ‘out of wedlock’ offspring of Kings and Nobles of the times.  The reason they were called bastards was so they could not make claim to the Kings/Nobles titles or lands although as history has proven it did not stop this).

Writing about history has brought me another string to my knowledge bow.  I have had the pleasure of meeting people who enjoy history as much as I do and in this particular area – the Middle Ages – they are a knowledgeable lot.  I had the first book given as a prize in a competition which I thought was very kind seeing as the story is a historical fantasy.  Witches, demons, spells, good v evil are all these as is the really evil Odo, demon master to the King of France.  The story is et at the end of King Johns reign and follows the adventures of John, Geoff and Ela as they fight to survive. I have been genuinely surprised at how many adults like the books so it was both a nice feeling and surprise when out shopping a lady came up to me (recognised me from my photo) and said how much she liked Clearing in the Forest and was going to buy Peaceful Land.  Now I have written many adult books and a Historical Naval adventure – A Plymouth Story – but never before has anybody actually recognised me and enthused about a book.  My wife said I fairly floated out of the store.

The Finca

                           

I dont know if you remember the high winds we had when this happened, but needless to say I have fixed things now. We still get the high winds from time to time and we sit and listen to the supports of the panels flexing when the wind really gets up but so far so good.  Everything is repaired now still a bit of rendering to be done but that’s on the inside. I’d like to say its a wet day job but we are in the middle of a horrendous drought and rain is very little and far between, but it will get done   one day….

The Animals (Wild Boar)

    

Well 2017 saw my wife almost go shooting.  The wild boar made the mistake of first digging up her saffron bed (to the right of the last step) and eating most of the bulbs then destroying her ‘tyre’ garden. So I moved one of the cameras as I was not sure whether it was the goats or wild boar, I should have known. These were the result a sort of caught in the act animal version.  But somehow she decided that hunting them was not for her.  So she salvaged what bulbs she could and replanted them.  Then turned her attention to the tyre, here they had eaten the tulip bulbs so she tidied them up and planted iris and lily bulbs, but no tulips.  You know when she saw what they had done to the little tyre garden that was the first time I had seen the animals make her cry.  But as she said this is a garden in a forest and unless we wall ourselves in this will happen and we are not wall people.

The Goats

Then came the day I could hear banging noises like a rock being hit by a large hammer. Then I looked at the masa and saw these.

The Eagles

 

These are the big ‘quackers’ we hear in the forest now and then.  The old adage if it looks like an eagle, flies like an eagle and quacks like a duck then….its an EAGLE!!

Well that’s a few of my 2017 memories, things that stay in my mind because they are, to me, wonderful.  The animals and birds are part of our life and some things seem like yesterday. So from Puddytat, the Boys and ourselves here’s hoping you have a happy, safe and gentle 2018.

rgds  Michael

(c) Michael Douglas Bosc – Author

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Rain, Goats and Gardens

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Like everything in our lives nothing is separate. One thing is connected to another in some way take yesterday for instance.  Wednesday is one of my physio days plus it’s also market day.  So just after 8am we were going along the river road when my wife cries stop Goats!!!!  there in the road were three small goats who had just been for a drink.  Although time was pressing we watched whilst they clambered up the steep bank into the cover of scrub and pine trees.  Once again we were given an insight into our neighbours.  However, my wife was not so thrilled this morning when I showed her what the ‘little dears’ had done to her saffron bed, obviously hungry they had nibbled the shoots as they were appearing and dug the bulbs up they could reach.  So once the ones that are left have flowered they are being moved to the back of the house amongst the daffs and planted deeply.

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Friday IT RAINED!! not hard flash rain, but long soak it in rain, the stuff we need so badly. This is the misty photo the trees as the rain subsided.  It started  Thursday evening and was still going most of Friday all the plant pots were put outside even threatened to put the boys out for a bath. Anyway, my wife had to go to the Doctors for her BP tabs & I wanted to go to the engineers, so there we were going along the river road when suddenly a small herd of goats were crossing the road from the river – never a camera around – they were so quick, but at least we know they were not the Ibex we see on the masa these were small with curved horns not the straight.  So we now have an idea of who’s been digging in the garden….and yes one of the cameras is pointed at the bulb beds.

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The result of the rain is that the Lilly bulbs are starting to shoot.  Now it may be early in other parts of the world but these lilies shoot and carry on growing through the winter before blooming in early spring.

Agricultural Fair or ‘What Day Is It?’

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What else did you expect from an agricol fira? fun, wine and food? hehe they come later. But seriously folks, every year we go there simply because we like it.  Now normally it occurs on the last weekend in October, this year however it falls next weekend on our birthdays.  Our weekend will be a round of dinners, the fira and petanca with good friends, which night I don’t know we are still sorting that out. Anyway, when we were there on Friday we saw the stalls being erected, bars set up but no sign of the rides so we were a bit perplexed had we got the dates wrong?? Well not wanting to miss the fira we decided to wander down only to find that what we saw was actually what was happening they were setting things up for NEXT weekend – drrrr are we getting old????

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We always make for the horses first then wander round watching the people enjoying themselves.  My wife visits the Church tombola and buys tickets the proceeds of which goes towards helping others.  Then we go to look at the machinery, wines and any other displays on that side of the fair.  Our last stop is the café where we enjoy a glass or two plus some jamon and or cheese.  Another wander around then we head for home.  As most of the rides and stuff are the same these pictures give you an idea.  The last picture is to me a gently reminder that Christmas is not far away.

And So To Books and Radio Devon:

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I was listening on-line to radio 5 live the other day – cricket of course – after which I decided to wander around the radio stations and came across Radio Devon. Now as those of you who have read A Plymouth Story know I have a love of all things naval, and Devon is so full of naval history, pirates and the likes that I have a fondness for that part of the world.  On one of our visits to our daughter in Torquay we went one wet grey day to Dartmouth.  Crossed the Dart on a ferry and wandered round a town that looked like it was still in the 1700/1800’s, quaint but very picturesque, which is why I could see James Blackstock walking down streets like this in Plymouth.  So now we are linked into Radio Devon with good music, chat and a general community feeling, for those of you who are interested and like on-line radio give it a try.

(c) M.D. Bosc  – Author

 

 

 

 

 

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I was recently reminded about our feathered friends, and the time we first moved here.  I had started to dig out two small tree roots to lay the foundations of our home when I was assisted by a robin and great tit. We named them  The Clerk of Works – the robin –  the Forman – the great tit. It was wonderful to see how tame they seemed, they did not appear to be frightened of me and gave us many a laugh as the robin would inspect the hole as I was digging and I often had to stop or I would have hurt it as he would get under where I was working with the pickaxe. If I stopped, then the great tit would come and shout. The funniest thing was when my wife brought a cup of coffee out wearing her slippers, the tit hopped over doing his usual shouting then decided to galvanise us by began pecking at the slippers. These two birds gave us such a wonderful insight to our new world.

Then there is the `singing tree’.  This is an old almond tree which can be seen from our bedroom window and is used by the birds to teach their fledglings how to fend for themselves and we watch the goings on with interest. The males also use this tree in the mating season to strut their stuff, singing and bobbing up and down to attract a female.  There is also a bird of prey nesting in the trees at the edge of the lower field every morning we can hear the young screeching out to be fed I am hopeful of getting a picture or two when I can work out where it is.

Not everything is sweet and gentle, the wild boar can be so noisy at times. Take last night for instance, I am flying to the UK today so I needed to get some sleep, but there I was 2am listening to the pigs squealing away; what ever they were doing they seemed to be enjoying themselves. But at least they are back, we used to sit at night and watch some of them as they wandered round our land but at the beginning of the year a large cat arrived, again, we think it is a lynx any way it has departed because the goats are back on the maser and the pigs are being noisy.

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