New Tractor
Hello dearest diary,
Sarah is very excited today, because her new tractor is arriving. I’m very excited too because it means she’ll be able to help even more on the Invocal farm – which is brilliant news with lambing season just around the corner. And I dare say it will do her back no end of good no longer having to individually transport ewes and lambs in a wheelbarrow.
Sarah’s behaviour has been a lot less bizarre recently (something of a relief since Rachel has turned into a monster). She took me to Dance Club last night, but I can’t really tell you much about what happened I’m afraid, dear diary, as what happens at Dance Club, stays at Dance Club. But I won. That’s all I’m saying.
We’re jolly excited about our concert in the Racehorse Stables, but have just heard that that awful Onvical are holding a rival concert at the village bandstand, in aid of the victims of the Northambleton Blowiness and Raininess. It’s just like them to pounce on an emotive issue and use it for their own self promotion. They’re so manipulative and shallow. It sickens me.
Anyway, I don’t know if I mentioned before, but tomorrows Invocal concert is in aid of tiny cup kittens.
