The wrong side of the fence

I opened the bedroom curtains to see several bullocks at the bottom of the garden. It is part of the garden that we don't go into so it doesn't really matter. I expect they had gone by the time I got home this evening but it is too dark to tell. This is the only photo I took today.

Clive came to work with me because we were short of volunteers. (One cancelled at short notice) It is the first time he has spent a full day at the club. He now knows why I am always exhausted and understands why I love what I do.