He's a really neat guy, I enjoy his company and he operates in a system whereby I might look after his cows for a week, and 6 months later he'll turn up at our house with half a lamb over his shoulder and give it to us. I like this kind of thing, it makes the friendship ledger kind of obsolete because we just do stuff for each other and it's all good. He's a hard man to get on the phone and usually our things are arranged through a convoluted game of phone tag. I'd called him last week to let him know I was ready for his sheep, knowing that in due course (anything from 2 days to 2 weeks), he'd get them in. And he had. So I called him back and told his answering machine I'd be there for an 8 o'clock start. And I was.
But he wasn't, because he'd switched his phone off and forgotten to turn it back on. So I went to his house and had a coffee with his wife, then he turned up and presented me with a cheque for some wool he sold for me ages ago (surprise!money is surprising), and off we trotted to the woolshed - where we found that the leaky roof had let the rain in last night and the sheep were too wet to shear. This is why I'm here posting this instead of in the woolshed sweating and scaring the horse ladies with four-letter words.
We decided to crutch them and put the shearing off until the New Year. This means I'm free over my holiday, and I'm happy. Meanwhile, it took 40 minutes to crutch the sheep and now I have a free afternoon. Whee!
And there's a lamb coming our way in the next couple of days. Win!