Gambollers

It was the number 48 family's turn to man the barricades on the path today and the confrontation followed the usual pattern. I slow down and roll towards them. Mum gets up and walks away. The lambs sit tight. I get a little closer and they get up and head in different directions. Panic ensues. Both lambs, realising they are separated, get a bit skittish and, not wanting to flatten a lamb, I just stop and wait until they've sorted themselves out and gone one way or the other. It's very cute. Not quite as cute as the troupe of lambs all running in one direction until a goose got up from the grass and scared the shit out of them, making them scatter and head for their mothers.

Phil came round and tried to persuade me to learn to play guitar. I resisted. After he left I headed up to Greg's to make progress on this kitchen. 

Got another Mac Mini from eBay. I only want the power supply but, oddly, it was cheaper to buy the whole thing.