Tuesday, 31 March 2015


No idea.

Nope, can't remember. Something to do with a coow. That one on the right. It had a happy ending - whatever was happening. Trust me.

Monday, 30 March 2015


If you are a duck - and I'll make it plain here, I am not a duck. Not that I know of mind. Not really sure what a duck sees in the mirror. I could be a duck after all. Or a swan :-)
If you area  duck, then the mess left by Messers Piggies is a delightful mess that one can enjoy. I think I detected a smile on this ducks face.

Sunday, 29 March 2015


See, placid as anything these coows of Mr Crofter Sir. Especially when they are sitting own and you don't go too near little Doonray/Doogray/calflette.

Thursday, 26 March 2015


Have no idea what has been going down at The Croft. Probably something like this snap - nothing much but controlled chaos. Nearly controlled anyway. I had a visitation from Mr Zoot & Sweep who brushed the inside of my chimneys out and I had other important things to do - although for the life of me I can't remember what  those important things were. It didn't involve a visit to The Croft though.

Tuesday, 24 March 2015


Young Tolsta Doonray/Doogray/Dougray or whatever - and Mum. All very happy thank you. No flowers please

Monday, 23 March 2015


This is not as good as anything Mr James Ravilious ever took all those years ago. But if you like rural photography and the delights of Devon then check out his work. Mr Crofter Sir likes his work too and, I am influenced by his wonderful work - although obviously not half as talented as he was.

Still, this is Mr Crofter Sir putting the battery into the baby tractor ready to take to straw stuff to the coows to eat. The coows that are not indoors that is.

Sunday, 22 March 2015


I know I'm late to the game but this is Wee Donald and his mum and aunt. Doing what coows and coowlettes do.