Powerless – the year the lights went out

Friday, November 8

The most extraordinary piece of luck! A deer has suddenly dropped dead in the garden and we didn’t even have to shoot it. The last time this happened was a few years ago when I found a deer sprawled outside the front door one Sunday morning, just as I was collecting the papers. That time we hauled it into a wheelbarrow and trundled it down to the wood then left it for the foxes to deal with.

But now, we are all delighted with this windfall and certainly won’t be throwing it away, although Jane is still a little apprehensive, because she thinks the deer are so pretty. However, I think even she will not baulk at eating Bambi if we can deal with the butchering out of her sight.

We told Neil straight away because he has had more experience of dealing with carcasses and used to shoot deer for venison on a local estate. We’ll share our find with him of course, because it is far more than we could all manage to eat before it starts to go off. And I suggested to Martin that he might think about taking some of it up the road to a neighbour who is a keen angler. Then we might be able to exchange it for fish as there are trout and pike around here. I could also badly use some carrots and may suggest we visit the allotment holders in the village and barter with them too.

Neil thinks the venison will be all the better for hanging for a while, so we shan’t have any of it just yet, but hanging will tenderise it and may improve the flavour. In the meantime Martin will have to see if he can bag some more pheasant.

The hens did well today with five eggs, but the cockerel was very difficult again and I think he is becoming quite dangerous.


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About Suzanne Goldring

Suzanne Goldring writes the kind of novels she likes to read, about the extraordinary lives of ordinary people. Two of her novels have been placed in the Winchester Writers' Conference First Three Pages of a Novel competition. She is currently working on a novel set in Corfu and her blog is a diary, set in real time, called Powerless, The Year the Lights Went Out.

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