Now. you may have wondered why Hugh’s country pile is so named Chateau De Chic-Kin Coup ……
Well …………………….
Hugh has a thing about chickens............
He says that they help keep his feet on the ground and their peaceful clucking helps relax him, far more than any massage from his personal masseuse Federico, even at £150 a go and with scented oils!!!
They are he says "Zee pet zat juste keeps on zee giving, no?" ……
…… in the form of a most bountious supply of eggs, which Hugh insists that "his man that does" personally takes down to Notting Hill once a week, so that Hugh can always have one or two coddled with his carefully sliced soldiers for breakfast every morning, without fail, as he reads The Stage from cover to cover.
We have to agree that after a few days, we are all now totally in love with Hugh's little herd…..
….. especially the tiny weeny weeny baby ones that Hugh said seemed to hatch as if to herald our glorious arrival .....
......... and of which Nigel insists on checking almost every five minutes, but very, very quietly, so as not to upset the broody hen.
Chickens must be the most romantic pets ever, and Nigel is now desperate to have some of our own Chez Castle Greysquirrel, eagerly suggesting that they could live in our empty shed at the bottom of the garden, if we do it up!
It seems that Nigel now appreciates that chickens are not just for roasting for Sunday dinner or nuggets, in fact he has gone right off the thought of chicken when it comes to their comestible nature!
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Count the chicks when you leave - Nigel may have secreted one about his person.
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