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Ah, that’s Harold, that most dangerous of animals, a clever sheep. He’s learned to fly.

Think of the enormous commercial possibilities now that he’s been successful.

https://amara.org/videos/MVPHjM02lqYm/en-gb/607208/863117/

Uncle B managed to grab this shot of her at full pronk.

We’ve all been there. One minute you are the best of show, the next thing you know you are levitating like a mylar balloon covered in wool.

What do people do on this Late May Bank Holiday ???

Well, here’s an idea possibly older than time immemorial:

On Cooper’s Hill in Brockworth, Gloucestershire, people race down a steep hill following a large round cheese. The hill is concave and has an incline of 1:1 in some places. The first person to cross the finishing line wins a Double Gloucester cheese weighing about 8lbs (around 3.5kg). The custom may have been started by the Romans or ancient Britons and be an ancient fertility rite or a way of guaranteeing the rights of the villagers to graze their livestock on the surrounding land. In some years, there have been a lot of injuries, causing the event to be cancelled a couple of times in recent years. In these years, the cheese was rolled down the hill, but nobody was allowed to chase it.

https://www.timeanddate.com/holidays/uk/spring-bank-holiday

“I’m getting out of the habit of working.”

I retired almost 3 years ago. Set my last license into retirement park. Got a call from a friend last month. She’s now working for a recruiting company. “Want a job? The money is amazing!” I said there isn’t enough money to get me interested in working again. She was right…the money was AMAZING (and I’ve made good money in my time) but I was also right…there isn’t enough money to make me want to work again.

And Memorial Day. We spent the day visiting friends gone too soon. Met up with some other friends doing the same. We smiled a lot, laughed much , reveled in some outrageous memories.

@Armybrat – I know the feeling. Got a call to teach people COBOL last year as a contract. The time vs pay graph was awesome.
Couldn’t believe I talked myself out if it, but did.
Only having to answer to Mrs D has become a wonderful thing.
This is better than summer vacation as a 12 year old.

52 weeks. I’ll give it one one last year to make a nice four and a half decades of bustin’ my knuckles on airplanes. It’ll be a very easy habit to break.

This is more job than I ever wanted to go back to. It started out as four hours a week helping out in the office for pocket money.

But, thing is, the Board of Directors – a bunch of old coots I’ve grown very fond of – is getting up there. I mean, really getting up there. I voluntarily took on a lot of the stuff they used to do out of respect, so they could hang on as long as they wanted. It’s still only ~16 hours a week, but the responsibilities are mine. I hate responsibilities.

It’s a problem that will eventually solve itself, sadly.

@durnedyankee…I’m a lady of leisure these days as I should be! We decided several years ago money ain’t everything. We could have worked another 6-8 years and retired truly rich. We looked at our needs and wants and decided we were wealthy enough to meet those ideals. And so here we are…floating in the pool, beach days a couple times a month, no debt, happily bothering each other. Life is GOOD!

@p2…you will have lasted a decade longer than I did. I was 57 when I retired, 35 years as a physical therapist working ICUs from neo-natal on up. LOVED every min of it but I was more than happy to walk away and not look back.