Well chaps I got up at 04:00. The calling within was too strong!
I just checked my neighbours chicken units. It's all I could do. Even as I got dressed and gear ready my mind was already wanting to return to bed!
I krept up the farm track to be treated with the sound of the big diesel locomotives carrying all those containers from Liverpool to Birmingham. Docked in big oil burning ships bringing goods for the little minded woke idiots the length and breadth of Britain.
They are a few miles away but when you can hear them clearly we are in for rain soon!
So far up the track I looked back at the farm and noticed something hot in the fence but I was to lazy to light it up. It had no familiar shape so I didn't bother starting the Zulus.
I didn't really see anything else as I rounded the chicken sheds, just a few rabbits.
I was awarded with a dog fox barking in the distance on
@Andy RV patch, near some sheep.
By now my chest was burning so I turned for home. I don't know what this bug is but I'm knackered from it!
On my way back I got to the back of the farm and that hot spot had gone...

Now I think it may of been a curled up fox waiting for me to pass, bugger!
Look, I tried and that's that. I got home, put kettle on. Poured a dram of malt and went bed but not before oiling that bore!