I’ve been musing on this question – I imagine them as being as fast and agile as mountain-bred goats, but as scatty as little-handled sheep, prone to suddenly fling off in unexpected directions, usually that of a cliff or a boggy piece of ground that you’ll have to spend hours digging them out of. They are impractically white and fluffy, spindly legged and fragile, and with innocent, open faces, such as a child might draw a cow.
I’ve spent nine hours today, formally or informally (two hours in the pub at the end when much work got done) in a meeting today, after being up until 4am finishing a report for it. Does it show?
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