We've been shorn!

As you may or may not be able to imagine, having your coat taken away so that only your pale, untoned body is on show for all to see can be quite embaarrassing. So, out of respect for Wilf, I have been a little bit hesitant in putting these photos up. But there you have it. We had our fleecy coats all sheared off!

What a shame the post is in the way of Wilf's face in this picture.

I am glad about this actually, because I think I would have become lamb chops quite quickly in this weather we've been having. Liz was very keen - a bit too keen - to take some pictures of us. Most of them were wobbly, but I think I look particularly cute as usual.

There is so much to eat in the orchard at the moment. Everyone knows that eating is my favourite thing to do ever, and I'm not ashamed of that. But between you, me and the yew tree, I think I'm going to get a bit of a belly! Head-butting around with Wilf should keep me in shape. I want to audition for some film work given that Lorraine says I have a face that has to be seen by all.

Love,

Rambo aka Sam x