I’ve been taking The Thirteen Year Old (the Girlie’s son, who used to be known as Josh), to school recently.
We go down the back lanes.
It’s quicker and we also get to see deer.
I like deer, I do.
Normally, I like them roast with all the trimmings but I also like to watch them play in the fields.
These two are often to be seen in the fields around Cournon.
Having heard them in the forest many times, today I finally came face to face (or face to snout) with a ‘Sanglier’ (wild boar to you – and was it wild, not half!).
It was a lot bigger than I expected, and a lot faster too.
There was a party of hunters in the forest (presumably hunting the poor beast) and I almost went up to them to say – “it went that way”.
But in the end I decided not too – it (the Sanglier) belonged in the forest. In some strange way, we didn’t.
For anyone who wants to find out more about these very frightening beasts (without having to change underpants afterwards), try…. Lost in France – Sanglier Page
All the best
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