| In the fields the livestock come and go | |
| Talking of |
"Sometimes," the Heffalump confided to Lambskin, " the excitement gets too much, here in the Northwest."
"Agreed," admitted Lambskin. "But it's good to know that that purveyor of gripping news, the Westmoreland Gazette, still gets its priorities straight. Look, right here, an article headlined Horse rescued from quicksand goes on to report, somewhere in the body, that the rider was rescued, too!"
"That's nothing!" snorted the Heffalump. "Elsewhere in the paper, you can read about a pair of 'ladies' briefs, worth £10, having been stolen off a washing line and discovered nearby - cut up!"
Lambskin shrugged. "Admittedly, neither was front-page news," he pointed out.
"Oh, no!" agreed the Heffalump. "That was reserved for a story about an abandoned pup - with a "paw-fect" ending- and some political whining about parties professing various shades of liberalism standing against each other!"
"Well," asked Lambskin. "What was the most newsworthy thing that rocked your world so far today, then?"
The Heffalump sighed and thought long and hard. "I suppose," she began slowly, "the farmer rounding up the sheep this morning, and the goat no longer being in the field?"
