Tuesday 21 July 2015

Not an alpaca in sight ....but what a treat.

Shirley and I have been stopping out over the weekend celebrating our 35th wedding anniversary in a small Country Inn in Borrowdale in God's own country. We certainly knew we were a long way from Toft when at 7.10 am Saturday I was awoken by two or three hundred herd wicks trundling past my bedroom window. Same again. Monday morning and blow me when we were leaving at 10a, another two hundred blocked the road. The shepherds are gathering them off the hill and bringing them down for shearing. A sight to behold, a noise to relish as the colours of the fells ran past in all their glory. Thankyou one and all for a magnificent welcome and good to know all is well in God's Own.

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