.... being held up on the nursery run by a tractor convoy (pictured)
.... going to the pub and coming home with a courgette in your pocket
.... attempting to drive around a man in a bee keeping outfit on a tricycle towing a trailer loaded with 3 bee hives
.... popping to the shop and there's a tractor with two wheels on the pavement outside
.... waking up to find a gypsy horse on the front lawn
..... carefully avoiding driving over a turkey strolling across the road
This is the point where someone normally comments along the lines of "That's nothing, in Devon the chickens actually run the Post Office" or somesuch (if that's not the sound of a gauntlet hitting the ground I don't know what is!)
