My brother’s been out in the rain all day, herding his sheep so he can scan the ewes for the number of lambs they’re carrying.
He then labels the ewes carrying two or three young, so he knows to give them extra food.
He’s a farmer.
I don’t tell him what I do. He wouldn’t understand and he wouldn’t care.
My colleague Mark says you should have a job that you can describe in one word.
What am I?
Hmmm. Once (when I was ‘writer’) I would have shivered at the thought. But you know, I’m inspired – not a lot – but inspired nonetheless by David’s defence of consultants.