Tuesday, 5 January 2021

Bold as Brass

 

Bold as Brass

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  1. 'Bold as brass, bold as brass,' said Clorinda. 'Those sheep-those that weren't real-they were bad enough. Now we've got humans poggling at us.'

    Jeremy tiptoed across the snow. Someone at the Restless Ferret had said there was chance- just a chance- that there were some real animals left. All the rest were disappearing and fast. His friend Rufus-the-farm-hand had said it and it was true. You went to bed with a field full of cows and the odd Llama and woke up to a field filled with the strangest of sheep. Normally Jeremy would have dismissed that as one of Rufus' more inebriated ramblings. Especially since the Ferret had been taken over by the couple with the trendy townie ideas. The old flagoons they'd drunk from all their lives had been replaced by trendy jam jars from which to drink Artistan coffee, and the pint of ale was supplanted by a craft-beer which was so strong that Rufus had to be carried home the first time.
    But not now- his friend hadn't even touched his pint.......Jeremy was worried.

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