At some time in the past few days a horse with severe bowel problems has wandered along our street. I know this from the great number of piles of manure he's left in his wake. It was quite startled this morning to see that someone has taken the trouble of gathering together a very large pile of this ordure and shaping it into a castle, just as if they were using sand at the beach. Ah, the simple pleasures of childhood.
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