No camera – so you will just have to imagine me and my mum sitting in her car in a back lane in the borders on the way back from a fantastic little wool shop (this is what constitutes a ‘girls’ day out’ in the country at my age) completely surrounded by sheep. The sun was behind them and slanting under the clouds so it shone through their woolly heads and their ears as they flocked around us, one or two of them leaping up over the backs of their fellows to have a good look as they went. They seemed a little wary of us even inside our tin box (imagine if I’d been on my bike) so perhaps they knew we’d had the clothes off the back of one of their kin. Or perhaps it was because they could see me giggling through the window … there’s something very amusing about a flock of sheep.






Maybe they were fearful you might be following the teaching of the Naked Driver….
If you can contain your excitement there’s a wool shop in Kelso too…
amaranthine – far too cold for that! Scots men must be a hardy breed
PB – we’ve had far too much excitement for this week, I think
Oh well always next time… one in Melrose too and another in Hawick (I’ve been reminded) – so be still your beating heart.
Since you’ve visited the wool shop, we’ll expect to see pix of finished articles. . . we know your phone camera works, so no excuses.
Whats the weather like, it looks like it’s going to be bad around your way, when I saw the forecast today.
John
It was snowing last time I looked…