Shifted 3 ponies and a foal to new paddock, filled bath with water, checked the rest and fed every hungry mouth. After breakfast decided to go for a bike ride to the vets (6-7 miles away) to return needles and collect meds, stopped for coffee on the way home as I'm quite wheezy from OSR flowers in sight of my land and need to go steady.
Had a break online with paperwork and then out to dig early ragwort from around the edges of the newly empty paddock. Still waiting for the sprayer but having my doubts as he has forgotten me already this year and tends to focus on big farms so I may be digging all season again.
Then moved the 6 week chicks (30 of them) by several trips with a cat basket, taking them off heat and outside into a new run, with a few minor adjustments to closing (banged screws in to tighten mesh!). Had been hearing motor noise and thought my neighbour was out with the lawnmower but no it was the gardener out in the paddock with a strimmer hitting dockens which would have been great except there were now ponies (and foal) in there and I couldn't risk leaving strimmed grass/docken/nettles in case they ate it and got a reaction like lawn mowings, not sure if the action causes the same fermentation but better safe than sorry. So stopped him politely and we raked every piece up that he'd cut, leaving an odd shaped docken patch but ponies are fine this morning so all's well.
Then got him to strim the front drive instead, which improves the front door approach/view for my massage clients, while I jumped in the shower and set up for my evening client - having spent 2 days solid at the cycling etape for Marie Curie in Pitlochry all weekend the couch was packed up and everything washed and needing put back on, but got the session done fine, had another check of all the moved ponies/chicks, fed up and lay down in a dark room with a few red patches on my shoulders from the sun and still heaving for breath like a steam train!
Then remembered I'd left a hose running to the bath in the (new) ponies' paddock so anyone passing by car was treated to me in my jammies and fake crocs stumbling and wheezing through what of course was now a tad muddy lower pen.. Cue footwashing in a basin in the bathroom and hopping about beetroot red wheezy and just about collapsed laughing at myself! Took myself to bed, today should be quieter as no hay to drag about in sacks this morning, chicks are all fine, and coffee is being inhaled nicely!