Last night I ran a poultry keeping course for West Highland College in Ullapool, " A to Z of Poultry Keeping", for a mixed group of experienced and novice hen keepers. It wasn't too difficult to come up with twenty six different topics; the most difficult was Q. I could only think of quacking and quills. Quacking as a way of sexing ducklings at about a month old because the males have a deeper, hoarser quack, like a cartoon duck. Quills because my god daughter's sister, an artist, uses them to paint, a useful by-product of the goose enterprise .Everyone said that they'd learned something and enjoyed it so it was a success.
However, it meant two days on the road on buses to get there and back. The van was parked overnight in the long stay car park in Ft. William and when I do this I'm always a bit surprised to find it there in one piece when I get back. There had been some interest in it; a line of footprints up the bonnet ( hood for readers in N. America) and on over the roof. The footprints were too small for a drunk so it must have been a child without a computer in his room.
Just in case I'm asked to do this again I'd welcome any suggestions for Q related poultry topics. No prizes though.
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| Sub-arctic Ross-shire in January |
However, it meant two days on the road on buses to get there and back. The van was parked overnight in the long stay car park in Ft. William and when I do this I'm always a bit surprised to find it there in one piece when I get back. There had been some interest in it; a line of footprints up the bonnet ( hood for readers in N. America) and on over the roof. The footprints were too small for a drunk so it must have been a child without a computer in his room.
Just in case I'm asked to do this again I'd welcome any suggestions for Q related poultry topics. No prizes though.
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