As I was opening the gate at the bottom of our drive yesterday morning, I noticed a sheep looking at me alluringly through the thin wires of the fence. It had a black face and black legs but a white fleece. It had two hangy-downy bits of wool dangling from one side of it's neck like stringy snot and I didn't like the look of it at all (the sheep that is, not the stringy snot type things - well, thinking about it, I didn't like the look of either of them). Sheep don't really look at you alluringly,...

Dawn