A grave problem with gravel
Tomorrow night sees the BBC broadcast the first episode of its re-imagining of the late, great Terry Nation’s 70s cult sci-fi classic Survivors, which tells the story of a post-apocalyptic world where the majority of humans have succumbed to plague, and died. If any of our neighbours saw me in the back garden today, wearing a surgical mask soaked in CK Summer cologne while I cleared away one of my biggest garden disasters ever, they might have thought I was performing an homage to the show; that, or they might have got hysterical about bird flu. If you have hens, take it from me—never, ever use gravel as a flooring for their run. It doesn’t work, and it ends up stinking to high heaven no matter what you try.
tags: Apocalyptic and post-apocalyptic fiction, bark chippings, BBC, bird flu, chickens, gardening, gravel, hens, livestock, mud, pets, plague, poultry, self-sufficiency, Skull and crossbones, smell, stink, Survivors, telly, wood chip
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