We went old school, strawberry ice cream, tinned fruit and squirty cream from a can.
"Mimi" he said, because that is my nickname.
"Do you ever find blog entries just write themselves?"
Seriously what were the chances of a Farmer's Weekly columnist going all the way to the bright lights, only to encounter livestock?
I also discovered that somebody found this blog by entering
"crushing bugs in wellies fetish" into Google.