The Moonlight is Light Enough

Take my word for it: it is 1.09am
I've just been for a walk in the wood to witness our cows asserting their right to free speech
and
freedom of association
and the upholding of minority rights
and proving that they are not included in human legislation banning the sounding of horns after midnight.
My role is not as dangerous (quite) as that of the brave band of observers in Syria but the propaganda disseminated by cows can be pretty biased and misleading.
However, my interesting and nearly notorius cow who featured in a former blog as the bovine Pimpernel ( and who still values her anonymity) called me over for a hug; she was recumbent so t'was I who had to make the approach, but satisfyingly, she had not one but two pieces of wood between the clays of one foot which I was able, due to the sweetness of her temperamnet, to remove.
A better night's work than watching tv.
It's now 1.22am: am I a slow writer or did I just fall asleep for a few minutes?