I am the egg man... they are the egg men...

We are the walruses! Coo coo cachoo!

Carrying on with our Beatles theme of last week, this was our best song today whilst hacking out. It was our first lone hack since "Fool on the Hill" as well. Max particularly likes the bit about getting a tan from standing in the English rain... I think it's the metre he enjoys; he perks up no end when I get to that bit!

My favourite line was "Man, you've been a naughty boy, you let your face grow long". I don't suppose Max thought this was quite as funny as I did, though. He's heard "Why the long face?" too many times as a greeting.

Pretty good going today as we hadn't been out and about lately, and we didn't warm up on the lunge first in the school, but just hopped on (at a new mounting up spot) went through a gate we don't usually use, then out into the lane and off with no hesitation (hesitation came later).

Quite a blustery day, so prepared for a bit of spooking but Max was fairly brave,especially as we passed the pigs' field, which contained not just pigs and piglets, but people and dogs also. The pigs were running about squealing so loud we could still hear them up on the ridge. Obviously distressing squeals, because Max got distressed listening to them and decided it was best to call it a day and go home where it was safe. I told him we probably didn't want to know what was happening to the pigs, "see how they run, like pigs from a gun..." and before you know it, we were singing about walruses to distract him.

We didn't get up to anything fancy, just reacquainting ourselves with the great outdoors. There was one very sinister plant which required a lot of snorting and a debate about retreating. We "charged" instead, thus taking the plant by surprise and rendering it helpless.

Happily, by the time we were jogging for home again, the pigs were alone in their field and all seemed present and accounted for, and best of all, quiet.