Well, in this instance, I’m not Mary. Nor is the sheep a lamb, although it is wee-er than other breeds. And it’s brown, not white. But, every where I go, these lot are sure to go. These boys were not getting offered a bucket for no apparent reason. The after dinner chat with the MiniContinue reading “Mary had a little lamb”
Birchwood Croft, Inverness-shire