Frolicking in an adjoining sheep paddock to the ruins of a Roman fort in Hadrian's Wall. Later, I was moving the car into the shade for a litte afternoon kip... when I could smell something rather un-car-like. I thought I had driven through something.
But no. Somehow, I had been so engrossed in the ruins that I had not noticed myself sinking up to my armpits in the sheep paddock. Half an hour and several baby-wipes later, my shoes and jean bottoms were semi-decent, to the point where there was no longer an overpowering stench (as long as the windows remained open).
I had to throw out my jeans and socks. I mean, how does a sheep smell that bad? They only eat grass!!!
l
R
x
and Judy
But no. Somehow, I had been so engrossed in the ruins that I had not noticed myself sinking up to my armpits in the sheep paddock. Half an hour and several baby-wipes later, my shoes and jean bottoms were semi-decent, to the point where there was no longer an overpowering stench (as long as the windows remained open).
I had to throw out my jeans and socks. I mean, how does a sheep smell that bad? They only eat grass!!!
l
R
x
and Judy
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