The night was dark as Nobby-Odd Job made his way through the village hall car park. Luckily, he had his trusty torch with him. A retired policeman is Nobby, so always prepared.
There was some kind of cooking demonstration going on in the hall. The car park was full.
But as he walked down through the village green, he heard strange noises coming from a VW Golf parked near the basketball hoop. He was just about to go back to the old days of spoiling people's fun by shining his torch through a steamed-up window when something strange happened.
Closer inspection revealed a bale of hay in the boot and a large sheep standing up on the back seat, with two legs resting on the front passenger seat.
Nobby (now known as Little Boy Blue), beat on, hastily.
Shepherd's Spy anyone?
That's about it.
Love Maddie x
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