I must apologise Grammar was distinctly lacking from that post, it's hard to type on the sly when I'm supposed to be working....
I did eat my grandfather, but that's another story for another day.
I must state with full force at this time that despite residing in the land of sheep-lovers, it's only been for the past few years, my therapist suggested it as an assistance to my problems with bestiality, he advised that being here I could get
it out of my system
as well as the fact that seeing as everyone else is up to it round here I won't be ostracised by the community like I was in London, the neighbours were getting sick of losing their cats all the time to my lovenest. At least here the only neighbours I have our sheep - it's win-win. lol. :lol: