The Allendale Sheep

Bah-humbug!

The time has come to draw our Northumberland Christmas to an end, but before Jenny, Monkey & I journey South, there was time to pay a visit to the one or two of the stranger folks of Allendale. That's right, the stoned sheep, as they have so appropriately been named. Don't worry, they give everyone a peculiar look.

Lurking on up high, in the Christmas tree, amonsgt the decorations (including one of the Santa hats Jen & I knitted), the suspicious looking customers can be found.

We've had a lovely time up North, mine being particularly bleet-ing, but unfortunately we cannot hide away in the hills forever.

If only..