It was another lovely start to the day so Del was outside cleaning Derwent6 while Al cooked a lovely fried breakfast. We sat in the sunshine finding it hard to get going but Del always finds it easy to do some brasses. It wasn't long before loads of boats started to pass us and one of them shouted that a sheep was caught in the brambles two fields away. All we have done this week is look after the sheep, where and who is the farmer?. The fields around here are leased out by the prison to different farmers so you never know who owns what is in them.
So Del walked down the canal and located the sheep, baa-ing away under a hedge, on the other side of the canal. He came back to Derwent6 and walked round the other side armed with scissors. When Del approached the sheep wasn't happy and tried to go further into the bush and nearly into the canal.
Del had to grab it by the scruff of the neck and give it a bit of a hair cut while it was kicking like a bronco. Still with a few brambles attached it kicked and ran to join the others. It did stop and give Del a look to say thank you. With a good dead done Del got back to Derwent6 just in time to meet the Cooks on the coal boat. We had their last 30 litres of diesel still at the cheap price, but we needed 90 really. Still that should help us through the cold snap. It was then time for us to settle down to watch the Grand Prix while eating a nice shepherds pie Al had cooked!
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I was brought up on the edge of Dartmoor and once walked all the way to the local farm to tell the farmer there that one of his sheep had died tangled in a fence at the end of our road, he looked at me and instead of thanking me for letting him know he said 'of course it did lad, sheep are only good at one thing and that's killing themselves, they are of course bloody good at it and generally:
1. Finding quick ways to kill themselves.
2. Finding new ways to kill themselves.
3. Finding ridiculous ways to kill themselves.
4. Following their friends who kill themselves.
5. Dying unexpectedly
6. Dying expectedly
7. Expecting to die.
8. Using tried and tested ways of killing themselves.
9. Inventing ways of killing themselves that even the most quick witted of shepherds could not have possibly contemplated.
I remember thinking what a heartless soul he was until I bought a house on the edge of a sheep farm - by god they put some effort into ending it all.
We feel like crying our eyes out now Chris!!!! lol
We feel like crying our eyes out now Chris!!!! lol
They still taste good though :-)
Yes, sheep are a pain. I have kept a few and they seem to catch everything going and then eat something they shouldn't. I guess it is a sign of our selective breeding as nature usually selects beasts like this out of the equation very quickly.
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