Now I am back from Scotland - and I hope you've enjoyed my main posts, may be some pictorial miscellany to come - I've been out running again, trying to get marathon training mileage in.
One of my main landmarks is the urban farm at Clay Lane, from which goats always seem to be escaping and filling the lane with their wondrous odour. Well, on Friday, a couple of new escapees emerged from the tunnel they had been presumably digging under the guard house and then under the wire.
I was running along the lane, just about to turn uphill to Beacon Hill, when I came across two tiny Shetland ponies making their way quietly along the lane as if it was the most normal thing in the world.
What was most amusing that being far from stupid, these horses picked a path amid the mud and water filled tyre tracks, just as I had done.
Only far more dexterously!
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