On The Road To Brockenhurst


Jackie and I began the day with a drive in the forest, in order to see how the thatching at East End was progressing.

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A shallow stream ran over the ford at Norleywood, enhancing the beauty of the shadows on the road ahead.

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A pair of donkeys breakfasted on the hedgerows opposite the house

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on which the skilled roofing work had commenced.

Donkey 1

As is their wont, one of these creatures crept, silently, up behind me to see if I had any carrots. I am mean enough to disappoint them, however, feeding them is not advised by the verderers, unless you want to catch Weill’s disease.

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Jackie had driven further up the road to turn round, by which time the donkeys really had claimed the road.

Donkeys 2The other two large lorries were still parked outside the neighbouring house. One was being loaded with soil dug out from the garden.

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High above the chicken range a solitary Thelwell child’s pony also enjoyed its morning meal.

Chickens and cockerel 1

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The chickens cooed and clucked around their chook house,

Crow and chickens

sharing their repast with crows,

Ducks and chicken


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and pheasants, which were freer to roam.

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One of the llamas sat with a silly grin on its face

Llama 1

as another gurned at me.


A trio of cyclists paused at the road junction to take their bearings.

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They were small fry compared with those who were to limit our progress on the road to Brockenhurst.

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As we approached that village, Jackie expressed the wish that they would not be going our way. No such luck.

This afternoon we continued, focussing on the rose and front gardens, preparing for an alfresco summer.

This evening we dined on shepherd’s pie topped with layers of cheddar cheese and mushrooms; crisp carrots, cauliflower, Brussels sprouts and runner beans. Jackie finished the Cotes de Gascoigne and I drank more of the shiraz.

72 thoughts on “On The Road To Brockenhurst

  1. Sounds like heaven!! Such lovely farm land and so much green and flowering bushes!!! So nice, I still have 10 foot snow piles in front of my house….YUCK may have to wait till June to do any planting… oh well, not much I can do about it so… keep posting these lovely pictures, I so enjoying seeing them!! All the best, Michelle

  2. Wonderful Derrick.. Love thatched roofs.. and this was a beauty.. So were those Donkeys.. 🙂 and llamas… Reminding me of last year when I look our granddaughter to a small farm park.. where they were kept.. We bought pellets in animal feed to feed them and the goats.. after feeding one llamas it promptly spat back at me all that i had fed it.. LOL.. Much to the delight and laughter of our then 5 year old granddaughter.. LOL.
    And shepherds pie.. one of my own favorites.. I usually make two at the same time, and freeze one .. Come to think of it Derrick.. One I made about a fortnight ago is still waiting in the freezer.. and I may well retrieve for dinner tomorrow xxx 🙂 ..

    Have a great rest of the week both of you.. Love and Hugs xx Sue

  3. I had to look up ‘gurning’ Derrick. That expression is the same look Siddy has on his face when he’s not sure whether his deserved treat is coming or not and he has been waiting patiently ……. so maybe it is!! The hens look healthy! In fact this entire post is full of the bucolic joys of the English countryside – except for the cyclist who need to learn some road etiquette. And who just prove nothing is perfect! 🙂

  4. The cyclists can’t be worse than the cattle, sheep, ponies, donkeys and other livestock you normally deal with on the road! I did love this post as it made me look up three things–Weil’s disease, which I learned is leptospirosis; verderers, which govern the New Forest; and gurned, which autocorrect tried to turn into turned, but I know is making grimacing faces now. I may have to adopt that one. I often use gormless now, which is not generally heard in US English.

  5. Quite the pastoral life you live…I am always amazed by it, so different from my life in the city in the U.S.! Why are pea-brained chickens such fun to gawk at? But they are! And the llama is quite the creature, yes,–neat that you got the shots.

  6. While you had been busy meandering in the blessed longitudes of the planet and capturing the wonders of life through your camera, I have been busy picking up the leftovers of foliage after a particularly wicked tempest, one that has left lasting scars already.

    I will return to savour your offering.

  7. We didn’t see, or expect to, llamas on that there road!
    I love the distant shot of Kipper, and looked carefully in case Penelope’s legs were visible kicking in the air from a bush somewhere near!

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