Good afternoon,

I’m sat at my desk which looks out over the cider orchard and I can see some ruffled brown feathers in the long grass. The original flock of 82 hens weren’t quite sure about the arrival of 150 16-week old pullets yesterday, without notice or invitation. You can see one sassy bird running over to have a word with the manager about it below.

We only have one hen house and the new girls won’t start laying for a few weeks so to keep up supply we wanted to have an overlap, and decided adding a larger flock to the original one would provide safety in numbers. We optimistically hoped the old hens might befriend the new arrivals, and teach them important things like where to roost when the sun sets and where to lay their eggs when the time comes.

Alas, our best laid plans went awry and there seems to be a little tension between the groups, and Andrew, Nev & Oscar spent yesterday evening chasing the flighty pullets and putting them into the hen house, one by one. Things should settle over the next few days as they figure out the pecking order, but a few feathers are sure to be ruffled in the meantime.

We are well stocked with beef this week - rump joints, tomahawks & brisket and are all available to pick up on Saturday. Have a look at the website to see what you fancy.