The much delayed Blissford Village Trust cattle drive finally took place at dusk last Saturday. Miz Issy was able to make the arrangements to follow Jonno’s Roller Hockey match.

After some preparations (filling Kate’s horse box with hay) the three strong herd were led out into the great historic Drove way to Blissford Cross. “Steaks alive!” shouted the Chicken Supremo as she admired the herd passing Yewhurst.

At the Cross a fine team of wranglers including the High Sheriff and most of the Adshead Clan were able to deflect the rambunctious steers down Jubilee Lane (aka Cow Sh*t Lane) to their holding pen at Blissford Dairy. They wanted to trot on down to Long Acre but adroit management redirected. They will camp amongst the excellent display of rusty agricultural machinery until they are ready to move out and free range on the Forest.

The Agister came Friday at 10:00 for ear tagging. Mis Izzy is all but commoning………..

Revenge of the Silk Cut – Shock Horror Revelations

The shameful despoiling cur must be a reader because within two hours of the B.V. Disseminator being put out last week, and comment made about Turkish Delight, there were two fresh packets opposite Yewhurst.

Two! in Forest Pride Week! Bob Dow must be apopoleptic! Wednesday revealed a third! Friday there were four outside the High Herbalists and another between Post Box and Moorcroft. The High Herbalist does not even smoke! There must be a conspiracy or at least a p** take as no one could smoke that many packets in a week.

We may have to consider snippers if the Dark Litterbug is not already in intensive care.