The five remaining chucks went off to live the rural life in North Wales. They were joining lots of other chucks, sheep and some cows on a hill side facing the sea with lots of space. They were with an ‘owner’ who was kind and able to handle them properly. Sadly though, the fox didn’t read the script and three of the five have shuffled off this mortal coil in a rather violent and unpleasant fashion. It is the ways of things. I feel terribly terribly guilty about it. Absolutely horrid. Bugger.
Thick fog here in Rammers in the early hours, haven’t seen that for a while. It’s causing havoc out there. Remember rule 6 lads and you’ll be fine…………………. I hope.
Mid swing and in just a little while and the lovely 24 hours off duty bit starts, the calm before the storm. DAYS——Aaaaaargh!