Its 9.30 at night. Day light is all but gone. The running of the hoggs has just taken place, through woods, over the motorway, through more woods.
I had put up the electric fence in a perfect straight line a few hours before. It looked beautiful. I didn’t turn it on. This mistake will not be made again. The sheep broke it twice and it was 11.30 in the pitch black before I left the field.
Lesson 1: electric fence should actually be electric.
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