‘I shrugged my shoulders and strolled on.’ Photo: by Fabian Blank on Unsplash
Pig and bull story: Ben Evens’ Thought for the week
‘If you believe that, you would believe anything.’
Last year I wandered into a rather posh shop. Among the goods for sale was a display of fine china. I was quite taken with the collection of farmyard animals. As I bent over to peer more closely at the exquisite detail, another customer started to edge past me in the narrow aisle. Swinging round to make more room, my rucksack hit the shelf and several animals cascaded to the floor: three sheep, a pedigree bull, and a Gloucester Old Spot pig. In my haste to leave the scene of this disaster, I trod on the toe of the mortified woman who had brushed against me. An assistant appeared and I left the explaining to him. I retraced my way to the door, following the muddy bootprints on the pink velvety carpet that I had left behind on my way in. I stepped out into the busy street, wondering why I felt so calm and carefree.
