Sheep

An enforced trip to the garden centre today, via the country lanes, to replace a garden fork  and there are lots of sheep around. It looked like the garden centre was packed, judging by the car park, but none of them were in the garden tools bit and I had the place to myself. There must have been lots of people buying  pickles, perfume or paintings. Or perhaps they were after decorations, dart boards or Disney dolls. I don't know why they're still called garden centres.