
I might not have known about it at all if the control collector had not phoned us up because he'd forgotten how to get to our house. We met him outside - we were in dressing gowns and crocks (Mr H has a very good history of night O in crocks) and found the control behind the house in our wild flower meadow - I bet it was a high pointer too - should have entered, gone home and punched it - might have done quite well
