The chickens are all tucked up. Red-Leader as per last night tried to roost again on the wheels. I’d stuck bamboo canes over the wheels to stop her from doing this. At 21.35, whilst I was trying to fix my torch, Red-Leader went to bed (although she had made quite a lot of angry clucking at the bamboo canes …).
All that remained was to turf them out from the nesting box, and then they were all secure for the night.
Tomorrow morning they can get up when they want. I guess they are teenagers in the lifetime of a chicken, so we’ll see them at about 3pm, and still dreadfully hungover, without any memory of what they did the night before.