We gain goats, for a few minutes in the day, through a gap in the hedge, down through the orchard trees and eating our grass.

It explained the mystery of the bells, and the continued short grass and animal poo in our garden.

I decided I liked them, the curiosity and fearlessness of them, walking around and eating like they owned the place.

If I ever own a farm then I have decided I will get goats.

R/