What's in a name?

I just cannot decide, here are some of the contenders:

Nigella, Clarissa and Delia

Agatha, Viginia and Vanessa

Harper, Dorothy and Daphne

Rizzo, Frenchy and Sandy

Geraldine, Alice and Latitia

Heratio, Boa Vista and Callie (HERatio - get it, thanks Monosso - BTW why aren't you following this?)

Or Connie, Evelyn and ANOTHER relative?

I like writers, Liz likes the Pink Ladies, lets call the whole thing off?

I just cannot decide, I thought I made my mind up with the Pink ladies, only to worry I was wrong. I do really like Harper, and I like the idea of the Gingernuts being aliterative, as they are sort of twins,. Aargghh! I give up.
At this rate it will be, No 1, 2 and 3.

I know, lets not talk about names for a few days and see where we get to.

Only a short blog today, I think I need to make these about once a week, as I was up so late last night writing, I was shattered at work today. I do like my sleep, so don't want to fall into bad habits. Only recently, with the purchase of a new bed, (memory foam is a marvel) have I started to slay the insomnia monster, so I really don't want it to get the better of me again.

The girls just did not get the whole, 'home to roost' thing last night, the torch didn't help, and they were still up, very late in the pitch black and I had to crawl into the run and lift them in. Harper/Agatha/Rizzo, (?) did not like it and she managed to escape my grasp and fluttered her wings and slipped away, I was quite stressed out there, knees in the grass and shit, in the dark corner of my garden crouched in the run, catching birds. Eventually they were all on the roosting bars, but the twins were huddled together, with Miss P ontop! (Maybe names from the L-word?) I guess they sorted themselves out as all was fine this morning and they soon found their way down the ladder?

So this evening, Lizzie suggested some corn on the entrance, and a step up to the ladder, we tried both but they wouldn't go in. The bigger twin perched on the bottom rung and pecked all the corn, then jumped off again. Then little twin did the same. Miss P is a bit superior, and watched them as though they were just too silly for words.

I've e-mailed the info line at Omlet for suggestions. I can't help thinking the rungs of the ladder are too slippy as they don't seem very stable on them, as though they need a fine grade sandpaper material on them. Maybe that is worth thinking about? Tonight I shall try a brighter torch and the corn again and call it a day at 9pm and lift them in again if I have to. My friend's chooks are in bed by 8pm, even in the summer, so I don't think I'll let these three turn into dirty stop outs.

On my way home this evening I popped into the local hardware store and bought strong, thick bins for the feed, grit and bedding, I'm trying to avoid getting rats if possible, and I've had a chat with Liz about sweeping up spills so there is none left on the garage floor.

Treats tonight were more garden strawberries, lettuce and red grapes. All gratefully received.

I'm a little sad for the girls out there in the pouring rain, it is relentless today, and I have to keep them in the run for the first five days so they learn that is home and their bedroom, so I think I'll try to save up the news til they have been out for a little while.

Sorry if there are too many typos and errors this evening, I'm bushed and ready for supper and an early night, so long as the ladies will allow.

Goodnight. x