Sheep Man

After i finished work i went for a run around the quarry. The land around this big hole in the ground is common land and as such Sheep freely walk around wherever they want and that includes just outside my office. Anyway about a mile into this slow run (legs buggered from yesterdays sprints) a country looking farmer type bloke in his 60’s shouted at me “ARE YOU POLISH?”. I looked over myself thinking what could possibly make him think that? i said “no” because i’m not. I said “Why?” he said “i said good afternoon to you and you just ignored me”. After explaining to him that I’m deaf in one ear (I’m not but that’s all i could think of) we got chatting about all his Sheep and how he had lived here all his life. This went on for ages and I’m cutting short all the details to spare you the pain. He went on for a solid 15 minutes with me just nodding like a dick. I was freezing made my excuses and finished the run saying goodbye to Trevor.

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