ON Wednesday last week I was woken up by the most frightful noise outside my house in Aberdeen.
There stood a 20m semi-open truck with many sheep. It seemed as if they were trying to flee from something or someone as they were climbing on top of one another, three, four and then falling to the metal floor.
The sound came from hell. Imagine a truck full of sheep in the middle of the night outside my house, opposite the post office! Was he so taken by the pub opposite me, that he forgot about the truck full of sheep and their terror on actually knowing what their end was going to be, and having a last try at escaping this death truck?
Ralph Krall, Aberdeen