Escapology

Many years ago, the loudest sheep in Christendom inhabited our paddock as a companion to the very elderly horse that lived there. Not only was she loud, she also was an escapologist and old TCs with my team were frequently punctuated with ‘ hang on there’s a sheep in the garden’. It would appear the spirit of Rosemary lives on,  as today, it was M’s turn in the study, and he suddenly announced, ‘ Sue there’s a sheep in the garden’.

It took 7 socially distanced neighbours  and 30 minutes to catch her.