No shearing tomorrow!

Well tha was an interesting call. I was all ready to help shear the sheep at the farm tomorrow and the call to the shearer was routine. As usual it sounded like a sheep was answering his phone as the first thing I heard was a long bleat. He then spoke to me and gave me bad news. He'd cracked two ribs. Apparently, he'd slipped on the shearing board and had fallen heavily onto the head of the ewe he was shearing and her had was hard enough to crack a couple of ribs. It may just be me, but does that sound like one of the naked-hoovering excuses that gentlemen use when going to A&E to get something unsavory removed from an unmentionable orifice? Would any of you like to hazard a guess as to what actually happened? It may or may not have something to do with the rising of the grease!!!

No shearing tomorrow!

Well tha was an interesting call. I was all ready to help shear the sheep at the farm tomorrow and the call to the shearer was routine. As usual it sounded like a sheep was answering his phone as the first thing I heard was a long bleat. He then spoke to me and gave me bad news. He'd cracked two ribs. Apparently, he'd slipped on the shearing board and had fallen heavily onto the head of the ewe he was shearing and her had was hard enough to crack a couple of ribs. It may just be me, but does that sound like one of the naked-hoovering excuses that gentlemen use when going to A&E to get something unsavory removed from an unmentionable orifice? Would any of you like to hazard a guess as to what actually happened? It may or may not have something to do with the rising of the grease!!!