There it is. I actually managed to snap it up without throwing up at the sight of it! Apparently, it's a Range Rover.
Sheeps in the sun
Meanwhile the little lambs are still popping into the world. Eleven so far and most of these had the pleasure of some warm sunshine - now sadly dissipated. The warmness that is; the cold wind from the north has returned. I went down to see the sheeps this morning and found another little beastie with it's mum. They had a lift in the back of a Land-Rover to get back to The Croft. The land-rover that has a few things less than brilliantly working with it. Eh?
Dad Crofter is still smiling .