The PoR has moved. Although it was The Crofter who moved the thing using the working [at the moment] Chinese tractor to pull and push it to its current resting place where no doubt it will fall into the dust/mud.
There's sheeps in that there big shed at the moment. And a duck. The coows have been thrown out - apart from Tinga and her daughter Erica. The sheeps are in foal you see. Soon be popping out all over the shed. Here they were rushing around all over the shed as The Kind Crofter arranged their food.
Oh, he is so very strong as well as kind. I think he might have smiled too. Wonders never cease as The Crofter lays the sheeps' table ready for dinner.
Meanwhile Mrs 2be jumps for joy as the poorly sheeps gets stuck in with the special table laying away from the other sheeps.
On the Isle of Lewis off the west coast of mainland Scotland lies a croft inhabited by an English off-comer. His Mum and Dad live nearby and help him run the croft. This is a photographic record of their lives as it unfolds.