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So, this morning I got a text from my sister, it said ’5 more sleeps’. Thankfully, I have a little more time until the big day, however, it is the countdown to my Hen night. I’m a little nervous about what’s been planned but I trust my sister implicitly … there was that time last week where she turned up at my house at 10pm requesting my fiancés assistance in our bedroom – carrying a camera. I’m choosing to ignore that for now. I’m sure it’s nothing.
Back to the hen thing, I love the idea of having hens. My neighbour has a few and we have sampled the delights of some serious free-range poached eggs on toast of a Saturday morning as a result. I came across the Nogg hen house recently and aren’t they something special? Must start saving after the nuptials for one of those bad boys!