Friday, 22 December 2017

What a difference a year makes



It has now been one year since we moved on to the farm. The one thing I wanted to avoid was moving on Christmas eve and we were feeling distinctly un-festive this time last year. What with packing up our house and moving to the land it was all I could do to get presents for everyone let along spread any festive fun. A year on and we are still in the caravan and still waiting for a decision on our planning application so it does good to remember what we have achieved in the last 365 days:
  • We have power, real, actual electricity. There are twinkling Christmas lights EVERYWHERE!
  • We have removed all the stinking rotten silage from the yard
  • We have made paths and started to give shape to the land. This one may not seem like a lot but this has even the single biggest thing that has occupied us in the last year 
  • We have created a mud bath in the process
  • We Had a baby!
  • We got hot water (one week before baby was born)
  • We have found caves and met the local cavers. They can be found on our land every Wednesday and Saturday. They like dynamite
  • We have bats (common pipistrelle thankfully and not anything rarer). They will be living with us in our home when we finally get to convert it
  • We have tidied up endless little corners
  • We have registered as small holders ready to get our first sheep and chickens in the new year. We are still arguing about wallabies and emus
  • We have put doors on the barns and locked them with old locks we have found in the yard
  • We have removed the concrete floor from the long barn
  • We have created an entertaining space in the milking Parlour
  • I have finally made the curtains that I smugly bragged I would have time to make between finishing work and giving birth last spring!
  • We have held the first of what we hope will become our annual Christmas yard party
  • We overcame a rat infestation
  • We got a cat
  • We spent a week, in a caravan during a heatwave with a newborn baby, a kitten and all the doors and windows shut
  • We have unearthed hundreds of tyres
  • We have moved thousands tonnes of soil
  • We have planted an orchard
  • Removed the concrete walls of the silage clamp - which incidentally lies on top of the ruins of an old house which I will endeavour to find out more about in 2018
  • We have finally chosen the tree for the tyre swing
  • We have made some lovely new friends
  • We have acquired and learnt how to use loads of exciting machinery
  • We re-diverted the stream
But perhaps the most important thing is that we followed our dream. I know that I have said it before but on paper, moving into a caravan without power, water or heating, in the winter, 5 months pregnant, with a toddler, to convert a barn that seemed to get no daylight, in a yard at the bottom of a hill where the fog settles for most of the year, without planning permission in place, with a listed barn and no idea what we were doing, sounds like the worst thing we could have done. In reality it is the best thing we have ever done and I would urge anyone to move heaven and earth to make your dreams a reality.

On that note it only leaves me to wish you all a very happy and fun-filled Christmas and to share some pictures of the progress we have made in the last year:
The Cattle Shed before

The Cattle shed after
Tidying up windows
Tidying up corners
Ready for planting bulbs
Re-building walls
Quarry path when we had just gained access...
...and quarry path now
Back of our home before we fully dug it out
Dug-out and re-built wall of what will be our dining room
Silage clamp walls before
and mid excavation!
Flood proofing the stream with the dumper...
...and flood proofing the stream with the tractor!