Obviously not our lovely human neighbours, but our bovine friends in the back field.
They are very inquisitive, watching me move various items from the cabin into Eric, the new workshop.
The cabin is nearly empty now, and almost ready for a good clean and maybe a coat of paint.
It’s been an emotional experience, sorting through my late father’s tools. He had so many (for example 3 routers), and enough chisels to supply Screwfix. I’ve needed to be brutal, but have saved a few old tools that I will attempt to restore.