4X4 Driver's Windscreen

Well........... I LIKE Sundays!!! Particularly Sundays like these. The Owner has done his housework which did reveal one or two misdemeanour's which I had hoped were forgotten some time ago and I was eventually allowed out of the boot room. After The Owner, (who has been going around singing, which is rather worrying) had done an hour down at the studio we, retired to the seat under the trees up the garden.

Now, I don't understand Squirrel particularly but I had worked out that Squirrel, who had been scattering his nuts, (metaphorically speaking) over the garden path was particularly vexed about The Owner blocking his path back to the nut bush and had a lot to say on the matter, fortunately, most of which The Owner didn't understand. So we retired to the cricket field with a collapsible chair and a bottle of beer which was extravagantly large in my opinion. Now, you have heard the saying "What goes around comes around!"? Well today was it! I was once castigated for retrieving the cricket ball and today when some hoomun from another village smite the ball verily (it is Sunday after all) in a perfect arc straight into the bramble bush they called for me to get it out for them. Well there were prickles in there and I am a delicate soul!!! So I took myself back to the pavilion in the hope of a sandwich at half time. That was when 4X4 Driver came into the car park paddock. Everyone else parks there! But no, he has to go through to the cricket field and park! So this gentleman from the other village who it seems is very good at swiping the ball verily, took another almighty swipe at the ball, which looked kinda dangerous and indeed it was as it cleared the boundary fence that bites my nose when I have sniffed it, and went straight through the windscreen of 4X4 Driver's car. There was a lot of angst at this point so The Owner and I came home quite quickly. I do like Sundays!