Fence posts at dusk

No need to fly to Las Vegas or stay up late into the night to watch a fight, we had one virtually on our door step last night. At about 7.30 pm, just as we were about to have our Saturday night aperitif my husband excitedly called "come and watch this." Our next door neighbour, Del boy, was having an argument with the dairy farmer. We guess about the new gate that he has put up, which the farmer does not like. The confrontation quickly moved to fisty cuffs then one of then picked up a fence post and we thought it was going to get nasty. But common sense prevailed and the farmer got back into his JCB and went off. Normally we would have missed all this excitement but last night we ate earlier than usual.