I wandered down the garden on Saturday and came across this man/sheep.
He just stood there staring as if daring me to say something. Of course, being British, I just said “Good afternoon” politely and continued on my way. He was gone by the time I’d finished inspecting the cliff top. All very odd. (I’ve seen him several times, Peabrain, usually when you’re not around. Next time I’ll call you – or maybe I won’t, he’s quite a handsome chap. Lo,TG Ed)
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