Wednesday, 4 March 2015
Travails with my aunt
This was my telephone conversation with my deaf 92 year old aunt:
"Six sheep have arrived in our field."
"I'm sorry I didn't catch that."
"Did they run towards you when you first saw them? That's a sign of very good fortune. If they run away from you, disaster will follow!"
"They're one year old."
"Oh so they're sheep, not lambs. Oh well, disregard what I just said: that only applies to lambs."
"They're staying here until September when they'll go to the abattoir."
"Oh how sad! Mind you, we never think about that when we're tucking into roast lamb!"