I imagined the dog anyway.
He, didn't need a dog, the sheeps knew where they were going - at least they did when they saw the fank. They were not too keen on that. And I wouldn't be either. They were dipping the sheeps in 'orrible smelling 'stuff'.
'They' were all there - or most of them anyway. Didn't see Mr Crofter Sir as he was still shaping teeth for the masses. It's a nice place to see old pals, to pass the time of day or take a snap or two.
I might have some more soon.
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I haven't seen a fank over here for years. There's only a handful of working crofts left in Bayble at the moment.
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