Saturday, 24 January 2015
Free range no more
We popped out this morning to collect our usual tray of 'free range' eggs and discovered a shiny new sign saying 'Fresh Farm Eggs'. Now does this mean that the poor little chucks are now penned up in tiny little cages or are they battling for a square foot of space in a huge barn? I am hoping that it is simply a matter of being too cold to go outdoors and so they can hardly be called free range. We will give them the benefit of the doubt but will start looking around for another supplier of free range eggs as I would rather give up eating eggs altogether than eat the product of something housed in a space too small to turn around in. When Tony and I make the final move to 'the house we will spend the rest of our lives in' we plan to buy a few bantams. Kind of 'pets with perks' so to speak. We have been eyeballing some really pretty ones at the local country fair these past few years and have seen a few that could come live with us in comfort and free ranging space.