I was sent home from Turriefield (volunteer veg packing) yesterday afternoon with a huge pile of unsellable carrots for anyone who liked them.  Floss and I took a good pile over to the Ancients as they are particularly partial.

Everyone asked nicely, there were no arguments and Flustice (Flossie plus justice, ie fair shares for all) was adhered to at all times.  Them’s the Rules.

(Iacs trying to look noble.  Haakon trying not to look).

Once finished, Kolka and Iacs followed us to the old rickety field gate.

I was just thinking to myself that Kolka was looking particularly beautiful when I thought I would take a few more photos of the typical pose – “horses standing at a gate”.

I was a fool to think it would work out.  Thank you, Iacs.

Slightly better.  Now, if they could both look at me.

And fail.  It always ends in bickering with those two.  We gave up and went home to build more electric fences on the track.