lizzie901

by Lizzie
(North Yorkshire)

One lunchtime I was walking across the garden on my way to feed the chickens having a somewhat one sided conversation with them (as I normally do), after they'd finished I turned around to walk back to the house and saw the postman stood in the middle of the path looking at me with a concerned look in his eyes. I don't know how long he was stood there or how much of my conversation (read monologue) he heard...