Woolly wanderer IN Yorkshire there isn’t as much live entertainment as you’ll find in Paris or New York. However, one native has managed to devise homegrown fun, notes Diary correspondent Bob Jamieson, who lives in the white rose county. The native in question happens to be an audacious sheep, who somehow managed to clamber its way onto the roof of the local boozer.
(Bob sent us a photo to prove this really did happen.) How did the farmyard animal reach such a lofty vantage point, you may be curious to know? To which the Diary has the definitive answer: we haven’t a clue. If we were to hazard a guest, we’d say it managed to scale the pub wall after getting a piggy-back lift from another sheep.
(Or a sheepy-back lift, as it should more accurately be described.) Was the owner of the pub outraged? Did he yell at the sheep: “You’re baa-rred!” Probably not. Because, as Bob points out, the pub in question has an intimate connection to woolly livestock.
For it’s called The Fleece Countryside Inn. (And, yes, there’s an etching of a sheep on the sign outside.) Jibber jabber WE mentioned the new RSV vaccination for the over-75 age group.
Donald Cameron from Fort William had his recently. Unfortunately on the way to the centre his mind went blank, and he couldn’t recall the name of this latest jab. “I knew there was a ‘V’ but that was it,” he tells us, adding: “You should have seen the face of the young nurse when I told her ‘I’m here for my IVF’.
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