Yesterday I decided to go blackberrying, hoping to pick a goodly amount to freeze for use during the winter. Alas the pickings seemed few and far between, but at last I came across a bush which was absolutely smothered in them. Concentrating on my picking, I was suddenly aware that something was caressing my arm and about a second later I felt gentle breath on the back of my neck. Thinking that my luck was in (or not), I turned round to find myself nose to nose with two huge horses who had somehow approached me unheard. They proceeded to attempt to \'get at\' the box which contained my harvest, so I walked away from them. They didn\'t follow, and when I turned round to look were helping themselves to the blackberries direct from the bush. I trust that this qualifies as something uninteresting.
