...camper van.
So, a funny thing happened yesterday. We went up the hill, we went down the hill. On the way down we encountered a cow walking up the road towards us. Well maybe it was a bull, I was too high up to check.
We were driving on the right, which is the correct side of the road. The cow /bull was being followed by two farmer looking types.
The cow/bull was on a mission he/she had places to go, people to see. In its own serene way it walked sedately, but with purpose, up the hill.
I decided to drive on the left. No point in irritating the cow /bull by causing an impasse. Now the driving wheel on Fifi is on the left. This is important as it meant that when I moved to the left, ie wrong, side of the road the Lady R was sitting in the middle of the road. Right next to the cow /bull.
'Its a bull, ITS A BULL!' exclaims the Lady R in panicked tone and vaults over the centre aisle into the back of the vehicle with a turn of speed that would have made Usain Bolt blush.
'Its OK,' i reassure, 'it won't be able to get you.'
'But I'm wearing RED ' She yells.
Laugh? I nearly ran the farmers over .
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