I'm not mooving

I was so focused on getting my blip done before I went out last night that I totally forgot to mention I was going out!

My friend Michelle is visiting again (she lives in Australia) and we'd arranged to meet up for a catch up over a meal.

I couldn't not mention this, so it's a bit of a blip cheat as its retrospective, but I don't think you will mind :-)

Turns out, it's exactly a year to the day since our last catch up, what are the chances of that?

We spent a good few hours nattering away and had a lovely meal too, with the bonus of a discounted bill as I complained about lack of service (no desserts or coffee for us).

Rather than drag her husband out again, I gave Michelle a lift back to the in laws house where they are staying until the end of the week.

It was fairly local, but a completely unfamiliar place to me. Not helped with the dark, windy, country lanes.

Luckily, I was driving quite slowly down the lane when I saw what I thought were cow sculptures to the side of the road. It looked like some sort of industrial place, with these metal objects outside.
As I averted my eyes back to the road in front, there was this cow with not a care in the world.

I didn't want to risk driving round her in case she stepped forward. Plus there was a car coming the other way, so I had to flash my lights to warn them; they ended up at the other side of her. Still she didn't budge.

We waited a few minutes and just when I thought I might have to get out of the car to shoo her to the side of the road, she gave me a look of contempt and sloped off.

Of course Mr A took great delight in coming up with various puns when I told him
'Did it walk pasture car?'
'Was it trying to get to the udder side'
'It's pretty camooflaged'

That was enough for one night!