Sheep

Another Day, Another Dog Walk

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I decided to head off in a different direction this morning, up toward the church and an old mill/ fish pond I remember playing in as a kid. It was so early I got to see the sun rising from behind the hills (oh, okay, yesterday was the shortest day, so even by ten this morning the sun was still hiding behind Knock. Lazy little bugger.) Got a picture so rural it’s probably a cliche and a glimpse of how the other half lives.

Of course, when I reached the pond I couldn’t get at it because it was on private land. And it appeared to have become silted up and much smaller than I remember. Sigh. Plus, the fields were all full of sheep so I had to keep the dog on her lead, so I turned around and headed back.

It seems to be a week for discovering the where-abouts of people from my childhood, including two girls I had crushes on over twenty years ago. One of them’s doing a second degree in Manchester, hmmmm.

Beerfest

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Yes. It’s almost that time of year again. More embarassing red faced (from the booze) pictures of the webmaster, who will no doubt mention sheep too often and fail to pull that cute blonde/brunette/redhead* he has his eye on.

And, with luck, Oldhacks will have a different picture for its caption competition.

(*Delete as applicable, but probably brunette based upon previous experience.)

The rails might buckle in the heatwave…

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has apparantly been used as an excuse for a couple of days of excessively late trains.

So I was more than a tad worried this morning, while reading this story in the newspaper, when the train came to an abrupt halt in the middle of a normally stop free journey. However, after 10 minutes when we started rolling again, the excuse was far more entertaining – “There was a sheep on the line”.

Quite why the farmer turned down the oppurtunity to have next week’s dinner neatly butchered (and given the supposed line temperature, cooked as well) at zero cost to himself remains a mystery.

Even more amusing from a personal point of view was that the trains were running so late this afternoon that I managed to get the train which normally runs an hour before mine, thus making home in the quickest time ever and giving me lots of time to buy mint sauce to take on the train tomorrow.

Bull Fart

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New Zealand’s government are proposing a flatulence tax on sheep and cattle to raise money toward compliance research for the Kyoto agreement.

Unless they find some hitherto unconsidered food stuff that cuts down on bovine eructation then the only solution I can think of is GMing something somewhere along the line. And that’s not going to go down well.

Does the Kiwi industrial lobby have greater leverage than its farmers? Does no-one understand that closing the loop on polluting processes will probably make them more efficient? And why is everyone picking on Flossie dammit?

Must Not Mention…..

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Okay, I’ve got a coloured version of the sheep ready for the Must Not Mention Sheep T shirt-

Now I need the text for the back. I’m thinking of having a list. At the top, left aligned, it’ll say Must Not Mention…. and underneath, right aligned, ….if I want to get laid. In between are all those subjects you should not bring up whilst trying to chat someone up. So far the list is-

Sheep, Politics, Porn, Comics, Computers, Lighting Rigs, www.(insert geeky website here).com, Sheep, Breasts, Ex-Girlfriends, Fantasies About Lesbians, That article I read in Cosmo about blowjobs, Trek

Any other suggestions are most welcome.

'I've canoed on that.'

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It was a bit odd to go to Cumbria but not head home. As Mum and Dad were in Cornwall until a couple of hours ago, there didn’t seem any point in getting sidetracked from Dave’s housewarming.

I haven’t been out drinking in Cockermouth since the early nineties. Refreshingly, the pubs haven’t felt the need to trendy themsleves up or anything.

I managed to make it most of the way through the night without mentioning sheep, which is for the best. Very tired, I’ll try to put together a coherent post tomorrow.

And, for reference, the value of Spinneyhead is on the rise at Blogshares, the only market that counts.