A blog of the Freer Family's adventures and misadventures emigrating to Flinders Island, Tasmania, Australia, and settling there.
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
The kids had a good education into the meaning of work today. It rained, and blew. And they marked some 800 lambs. They came in half frozen, soaked to skin, and with a real appreciation of what farming is about. So I did them roast turkey, crispy roast potatoes and sticky green pudding. They're full and tired.