Not being sure whether mistletoe was poisonous I was sent down the field to cut the offending limbs from the tree. I took the wheelbarrow, a saw and a Scottie through the glutinous mud to complete my task. After half an hour's manic hacking I had a barrowful and was painfully dragging the by now very heavy and precarious load up the incline when the occupants of the field noticed that I was there and trotted over to "help".
Rocky's idea of helping was trying to re-arrange the contents of the barrow by nudging them and nearly tipping the barrow over when I was about knee deep in the muddy gateway. He learnt a few new words that he hadn't heard in Wales before he left off. His eyes then alighted on Ari, "A-ha fun time " was his next thought as the unfortunate pooch was chased up and down the field. Oh what fun we are going to have with him.
Talking of Ari , today was the polling day at the local elections and Ari was going to stand for the Middleton and Hopton Cangeford seat on the local council representing the SWP (the Socialist Woofing Party). But to be considered for candidature you have to be nominated by 10 local people who can vouch for your character. he fell eight short. Raaaascal was elected again unopposed.
