Yesterday was my 40th birthday and the kids made me a cake. They did all the mixing, and the measuring and they iced and decorated it too. The only part I had to do was get it out of the oven and out of the tins. Very nice cake it was too. They also wanted to get me a pasta maker after the home ed group pasta making day - so we did that and spent most of yesterday making pasta, which we shared with Kris and RJ today, well, some of it anyway. That was lovely to, as was more presents.
Poorly chicken seems to be simply moulting and will be fine in time.
On a low note though, Dino went to check the piggies this morning and found one of them had died overnight. It looked like it was peaceful and the piggy had just gone to sleep and not woken up. Mousse is now buried under a new rosemary bush in the garden. (He’s the brown one on Mimi’s lap and that’s him as a baby, he was old when he died.)