The Story Corner

Once upon a time, there was a farmer who had lots of sheep. He had so many sheep that he had trouble keeping account of them! One moment, he would count them and there would be ten sheep. The next, he would count them and there would be sixty! They were always on the move and jumping over fences, they rarely stayed still for more than 2 minutes! The farmer had tried spraying red numbers on their woolly backs, but the rain just washed the paint off. He had also tried tying tags around their necks, but they just wriggled them loose! It was impossible to keep track! And without being able to count his sheep, there would be no way for him to know how many he could send off to have their wool cut, or how many more sheep he needed to buy, or how many names he had to think of. It had not occurred to him that he could just try and send one sheep at a time to have its wool cut or buy just one extra sheep at a time, as long as he had the space. The farmer hadn't even realised that if he ha...

They walked in silence, side by side, along the gravel path. Neither of them really knew where they were going, they were just walking, together. She took a sip of her coffee. He adjusted the zip on his jacket. There was no rush, there was nowhere they needed to be, no schedule, no pressure. Just the two of them, together. She peeked up at him, her eyes lingering on the subtle beauty of his face and its features. He sensed her gaze and looked around, only to be dazzled by the smile that spread across her face as their eyes met. They both turned back to look ahead, refocusing on the path in front of them. Her cheeks had coloured to a glowing shade of red. His heart had fluttered and was beating faster than usual. The atmosphere was crackling with the spark between them - the spark that had always been there. They were both trying to let it go unacknowledged, something that was proving to be a lot easier said than done. It was impossible to ignore.