And now, from stage left . . . . .

11 January 2014

Radish, The Snork Maiden and Anzac are less than pleased at being confined to barracks today. They see nothing wrong with their behaviour of yesterday afternoon, which saw them evading all the attempts of a deranged chicken wrangler (who shall remain nameless) to get them to come home early (to allow the chicken wrangler to go out to dinner). They quite enjoyed listening to, and ignoring, the chicken wrangler’s increasingly high pitched, cajoling, 5-acre cries of “here chick chick chickeny chick” etc etc. They were less enthused when the obviously mentally unhinged chicken wrangler resorted to pursuing them armed with a long pool scoop. Anzac in particular is nursing a bruised ego after having been captured by the aforementioned pool scoop. …Neighbours to Joyfallee continue to be treated to hours of free entertainment. 

Invisibility

9 January 2014

As a valued member of Radish’s Avian (et al) Army, Bruce the Bearded Dragon has been directed to practice his camouflage skills….he is proving to be a natural. So focused is he on the task at hand he refuses to move, even when prodded by a concerned Joyfalleean, checking to see if he is alive. 

Weather forecast

8 January 2014

The weather today – overcast with a light frosting of cockatoos. 

Radish loves the fierce flock of fighting cockatoos that she has enlisted to fight for her cause...although, in truth, they are proving to be a little more interested in eating than in actual wing to wing combat. Still, Radish takes heart from Napoleon Bonaparte's saying that "an army marches on its stomach"

Tales of derring-do

7 January 2014

Radish-the-Resident-Chicken is keen to share the story of her near death experience with anyone who will listen. Venturing too close to Will-O’-the-Wisp, in an attempt to snaffle up stray horse pellets at feed time, her foot became trapped under one of his rather large, and very heavy, feet. Willo remained blissfully unaware of her predicament, ignoring the squawks emanating from the ground below, and continued to munch on oblivious. It took the intervention of a human member of the Joyfallee clan to convince Willo that the world would be a much quieter place if he would just move his foot. Radish tells a rather different version at the end of the tale, describing how, single footedly, she took on the might of Will-O’-the-Wisp and won, by dint of unflinching valour combined with well aimed razor-sharp pecks, forcing her captor to retreat. Thankfully her only injury is a bruised toe, which she puts down to her strict fitness regime and diet, maintained in readiness for the defence of Joyfallee….although she is re-thinking the horse pellet component of her diet.

Terra Mystica

4 January 2014

 









Banished from the board game floor, Chocolate Bunny plans his attack from above – he estimates one swift bunny hop should see him land in the oh-so-inviting world of Terra Mystica, just in time to permanently rearrange (and dine on)  the well laid out pieces of the board-gaming enthusiasts. He views this as a health initiative to encourage them to take more exercise in the open air.