
Sally Urwin
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I’m Sally Urwin - a very short farmer's wife from Northumberland. Author of A Farmer's Diary and What the Flock - available from all good bookshops!
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Neep the Sheep, son of Turnip and owner of a teaspoon-sized brain, is now under maximum security in the glamping paddock. On Friday I put a new extra thick chain on his gate. Neep spent two full days staring at it, thinking very hard. By day three he decided subtlety was for cowards, charged the hedge, blasted a Neep-shaped hole and gallumphed down the road in triumph. Wilbur and Thrusty Clappernuts followed. (Thrusty, an elderly gentleman got tired halfway through the jailbreak celebrations and fell asleep in the middle of the road. On a blind corner.) I tracked them by following a trail of mud and sheep poo, found Thrusty impersonating a traffic bollard, Wilbur standing guard in the ditch, and Neep casually eating someone’s bedding plants. So now they’re in the glamping paddock, which has high stone walls, an outdoor library, tents and children’s toys. We are hoping this will keep Neep’s ADHD brain busy while we remortgage ourselves to re-fence the farm.
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Neep the Sheep has been experimenting with escape plans. These have included pretending to be tangled in a glamping tent. (I rushed in, he miraculously unhooked himself and headed for the gate at a gallop, but was foiled at the last minute) He has also tried hiding (badly) behind the BBQ. The theory, I think, is that I will go looking for him and accidentally leave the gate open. Other times he stands by the gate staring mournfully at passers by. Trying to communicate that he's half starved, on his last legs, and in urgent need of custard creams So far we have been one step ahead. But even though Neep has a teaspoon brain he's learnt our routines. He even knows when Jim the postie passes by, as you can hear his Neepy bleats of desperate adoration. I have a feeling his next attempt might involve some kind of unhinged plan cooked up between him and Thrusty Clappernuts. Stayed tuned...
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What are you doing with your Saturday morning? I’m currently on top of a picnic table negotiating with a territorial ram who thinks I’m a threat to his boyfriends. Wilbur isn't open to any bribery or discussions. Neep and Broccoli think it's hysterical. Might be here for a while...
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This is Friar, a not very good race horse who lives in our front field with his sheepy best friend Thrusty Clappernuts. Friar is retired and is a happy, if rather dim, chap. He's scared of plastic bags, crisps packets, suspicious looking bushes and the noise of Thrusty farting.
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