“‘Allo, I’m yer big bruv!”
We went to visit Hugh today, my original quail supplier, who also loaned me the original Brinsea Octagon 80 incy. This time he was using it but had a brand new R-Com 50 he said I could borrow, and also gave me nine quail eggs and a GOOSE egg. (Mum likes geese so it’s okay.) He said his quail hatch was really bad recently though so not to expect much, I’ve put a few of my own eggs in seeing as a lot of his were cracked or broken. The goose egg is in fine condition though… Just think! A goose!
After that we went on an adventure to find a local game breeder. When we arrived it was… Sort of like a dream. Beautiful house nestled in trees with huge beautiful pheasant pens laid out in front of it. He had four huge runs filled with reeves pheasants and a huge run with about seven GORGEOUS peafowl in. He didn’t have quail as his cat had just eaten 50 (in one night!) but he ended up giving me 15 reeves pheasant eggs because I made such a fuss about how beautiful they were.
To add the cherry on top I decided to steal a few of Alors’ eggs from her “nest” and try and hatch them. So… Hopefully in a months time I should have a goose, some quail, several pheasants and a butt load of partridges!
Also if you look closely in this photo you can see my brand new beautiful wonderful and very healthy barbu d’anvers chick, who has furry feet. Too sweet.