My owner works as a school dinner man, and part of his role is to transport meals between the school where they are cooked and a smaller school further out in the countryside. It’s a ten-mile journey between the two and the route involves driving along some fairly narrow country lanes. He has to have his wits about him because every so often, he’s forced to make an emergency stop! Once it was a speeding car coming in the opposite direction. On another occasion, it was a young rabbit full of wide-eyed innocence. Another time it was a pheasant working out the meaning of life while standing in the road around a completely blind bend. And most recently, the culprits were a family of sparrows enjoying a dust-bath in a pothole.

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