No.45 of 50 – Our goat, Baabara, got sent away to a sheep farm for eating money out of the till. Every now and then we’d get a photo sent to us, of her headbutting the sheep.
No.44 of 50 – If you’re an animal lover, look away now! On Christmas day 1984, Grandma brought us a live chicken for dinner. She chopped its head off but it escaped, and she had to chase it round the garden for ages. I thought headless chickens running around was a myth up till then. I kind of lost my appetite after that.