Translating to Save the Day.

I’d just come out of the wood today and was walking down to the road, when I heard my name called. I looked across to the near-vertical embankment on the other side and saw a lamb standing on top of it. He’d got under the wire fence and was apparently making a bid for adventure.

Heart in mouth time. It’s a fifteen foot drop onto tarmac there, and it didn’t look good. I realised, of course, that my name in lamb language means ‘Hey everybody, look where I am,’ so I spoke sternly to him and he ran back into the field to find his mother. Job done (until the next time.)