I put it down to all of these cold, icy blasts getting right up and in between their feathers.
Most likely that would put us all in a bit of a miff.
To cheer them up, I promised that I would grow them some lettuces.
Once the plants are looking juicy enough, I will give the hens the whole pot plus lettuce and let them have a party.
As you can see, we’re a little far off from the lettuce-extravaganza yet, but at least it gives poor old Keith and Steve something to look forward to!