Pink sky at night, Sailors delight.
Pink sky in the morning, Shepard's warning.*
He wanted to know why shepards need to be warned.
So they know whether to take the sheep out or not, I guess.
Why do they need to take the sheep out?
To take them from pasture to pasture, to make sure they have enough grass to eat so they get nice and fat.
Why do they need to be nice and fat?
So they are yummy to eat, I said.
The Gentleman was horrified. It must be the catholic school thing, but he was insistent that shepards do not eat their sheep.
Of course they do, I said. Haven't you ever heard of Shepard's Pie?
The look of shock on his face. LIGHT BULB moment.
Will you cook it for me, Mum?
I smiled. Of course I will Darling.
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| recipe here |
Do you have a favourite Shepherds Pie recipe? I think it's fairly loose, as long as you include Worcestershire sauce and some form of sheep, of course. Sunset optional.
(linking to IBOT)
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*NOT actual weather advice. The next day rained like a mofo.