A couple of times during the early 80's I docked in Scrabster. Returning from the pub in Thurso one day I stopped to watch the ferry dock. The boat came in, the ramp came down and thousands* of sheep ran out. Being full of ale, and in full view of my shipmates, I stood my ground. There can't be many folk who can say they've suffered the humiliation of being stampeded by sheep.
*There were probably just a couple of dozen but time and the telling has substantially swelled their ranks .
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