It only happens to Ian! There we were moored on this lovely mooring when Ian decided to get the wood out from our top box and cut it up for out fire. As he stacked it by the fence, two pieces rolled down the hill and onto the farmers track below.
Now I would just have left them but not Ian. No. He had to jeopardise his crown jewels on the barb wire fence just so he could retrieve the said items!!!
Be VERY carefull!!!!!!!!!!!
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