The children joined S in a wild rumpus around the tiny arena and had the opportunity to meet hounds face to face - literally in some cases.
There was more excitement after the hound parade as the RLC Bomb Disposal Team dealt with a munition.
Heard on the
"Ah, we have a faller. You OK?"
"Yes!"
"What's your name?"
"B."
"He's called B too and he's always falling off."
The Stern
Why might we consider our huntsman to be "street"?
Photographs
These and more may be found HERE
No comments:
Post a Comment