Life in north east England (yes, we've moved!) with an eccentric Welshman and a small white dog that thinks he's a Rottweiler.
More S.A.S. sheep
Today we were cruising around the Clwydian mountains and we came across some sheep (surprise, surprise!) - in the mountains, on the grass, meandering along the lanes, throwing themselves in front of the car.....
If you look at the determined expression on this sheep's face, you will understand that the cattle grids in Yorkshire would pose no problem for her! Welsh sheep - they make 'em tough over here!
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On Friday I had a close encounter with the sandwich stealing sheep of Lose Hill in the Peak District. They work in pairs: one distracts you, whilst the other sticks its head in your rucksack. Crafty devils!
When traveling by train from London to Edinburgh the joke was pointing out the window "look, sheep!!" and of course 10 seconds later, "Oh, look, more sheep!!" I don't think I'll ever see so many sheep as on that train ride. Actually, I believe if you took all the sheep I have ever seen since and put them all together they would not equal the number of sheep I saw on that trip! Probably all the sheep I will ever see in my life would not add up to that number! That waas a LOT of sheep!
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