Last year I made reference to The Black Cow of Doom, a sinister beast whose appearance foretells dread happenings.
Well, this morning I woke, dressed and wandered downstairs. The sun had risen and I made a start on my early morning chores. I picked up the honey box and wandered out to place it on my stall in the lane. As I walked out of the gate I heard a loud lowing from the field across the lane. I looked up and saw her silhouette against the horizon.
Oh my Christ, it was the Black Cow of Doom!
A shudder ran down my spine, as I suddenly remembered that 30% had arranged for Mr & Mrs Tweedy to join us for lunch today.
If ever proof was needed that the most sinister of bovines foretold dread, this was it.
My day was going brilliantly, then the BCoD appears and reminds me that my mother-in-law is coming for lunch. Suddenly my day is not going so well.
If you need further evidence, I checked on my Durham Early spring cabbage later in the day, and they are now growing beautifully. Clearly the BCoD foretells the demise of caterpillars too.
Never underestimate the power of this beast.
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