Three of the bricks I reclaimed from the rubble-strewn hedge-bottom that our Britain in Bloom group were tidying last week have formed the threshold of the hen-run door.
This vision of loveliness - painted by me in a fetching shade of ordure - is the support for the house, which forms the 'chicken cafe' where the feeder hangs out of the weather. It is hollow at the top so that the house doesn't sit on another board and allow the wet to seep in and rot the wood.
This shows the door which has 3 hinges and a bolt top and bottom and opens outwards. There's a handle on the outside but the last picture shows that the inside has a hook fastening you can pull behind you to latch the door shut while you are playing with (sorry, cleaning out) the chickens or collecting eggs.
Flooring, bedding, a ladder (to be made next weekend) and we're ready for chicken-husbandry!
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It's all looking rather splendid, isn't it? Your recycled bricks will do a grand job at the bottom of the door, good use of resouces {giggle}.
What's with chicken-husbandry? Shouldn't that be wifery?
Chickens are Wimmin, Bilbo - they can't have wives!
Oh, there are so many silly and or/inappropriate comments I could make {giggling stupidly} but I will refrain!
Anyway, in these politically correct times, it probably ought to be chicken-persondry.
So the main fun will start soon! and there will be fresh eggs for breakfast........your grandchildren will be there every day to collect the eggs ( will you hide Easter eggs in the run?)
Now there's an idea Granny - but what are the chances of the chickens eating them? Chocolate is toxic to many animals.
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