It's getting to that time of year when we lay around in a cosy cuddle cup with a pile of snacks and a bottle of Carrot Cava and reflect on the year…usually through blurred vision and blood shot eyes. In my case I am sprawled out in the piggery and remember the back story of each piggy as they snuggle happily in their C and C pens .... Suddenly I get a really warm feeling...... then realise I've just wee'd in my bed again..... (Miss Gertie... Miss Gertie I need a fresh cosy cu

It's getting to that time of year when we sit down in front of a cosy fire with a hot chocolate or a glass of mulled wine and reflect on the year…usually through rose tinted glasses. In my case I sit down in my piggy loft and remember the back story of each piggy as they snuggle in their C and C pens or graze happily on their delicious hay. I look at Madame Cholet, Flopsy and Patsy and smile as I watch Patsy doing zoomies of her pen and jumping onto her castle and then fling