Groovy Sunday.

The Man About the House had not been feeling too well on Thursday. He was giddy, and could not lift his head off the pillow. This is NOT like him, as he is one of the fittest O.A.Ps I know. He therefore, spent the day lying on his bed, and not eating or drinking much. I think he slept a fair bit too.
I asked him if he wanted to go to the doctor, but he said,"How would I get there?" Fair point, as I can't drive. I suggested calling an ambulance, as he could lie down in that. He declined that as well.
He was going to go to the farm that day. That had to be postponed until today.
I decided to go with him, not that I thought I would be of much help, all things considered. I was wrong as it turned out. I wanted to make sure if anything did go wrong with him I could call for help on my mobile phone. There would have been a problem getting the car and myself home in that eventuality though.
When we arrived at the farm, I drove the car, (not the Ford.) around the paddock and rounded up the few sheep in the front paddock. Now, I have stated before, I am legally blind, (in Australia this means the person has 10% or less vision)this however is no barrier to my driving on the farm. But be warned, unless you have strong nerves, don't come with me, as I will put my foot down if I have to to head the sheep off so they go where they are meant to. Stirling Moss eat your heart out!
We then drove into the back paddock, Neville driving, as this is the irrigation paddock, and I can not negotiate the check banks safely.
We were after the ewes and lambs, as Neville was going to tail the lambs and drench the ewes.
Usually, when you have to drive ewes and lambs, they scatter, and go in all directions. We were lucky today as they were not much trouble at all. I got out of the car a couple of times, to head them off I actually RAN a short distance. I have not been able to run for many, many years. I will not be doing that again, any time soon, as it will damage my knee, which has not completely healed yet.
Neville did not want me to get in the yard with the sheep, as he said they are feral, and would knock me over as quick as look at me. I had my best shoes on anyway. I will have to invest in a pair of Wellies.
He got the two tasks done by 1.30 pm. and we went in to town and bought petrol and a couple of things at Woolies, then came home.
I did enjoy my 'day out'