A message popped up on facebook this afternoon that some cows had got loose near the town council offices. The farmer was informed and someone was sent to round them up: this fellow:
His name is Tim McTaggart and over 25 years ago he was a regular drinking companion, before I moved to North Devon. We haven't met since I moved back either; he lives on the outskirts and rarely comes in to town and neither of us go out drinking nowadays. He had a little grey in his hair last time I saw him; gone full wizard now.