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In line with my plan ( see previous BLOG) . I got up yesterday and went to the village shop to begin a casual conversation about hens and poultry keeping in general, referring to any articles in newspapers about impending approach of Avian Flu, which are currently spread across most front pages. Edward was tied up outside to prevent any one running away at any hint of their complicity in the aviacides. But I was thwarted in this cunning little plan by the sudden imcapacity of the shop assistant, who, in turning to use the till, strained her back and became frozen in situ. This coincided with the morning rush for papers and the arrival of a documentary team, headed by an American, who were all staying in the village and looking for supplies for the cook!

Had to abaandon any hopes of a pleasant little detective foray in order to takeover at the till whilst the people we met at dinner the night before held fort in the back of the shop and helped the injured lady home.

Now, who said village life was dull! Cheered myself up last night, by watching first episode of Inspector Morse , The Dead of Jericho, to try to pick up tips on detective work. Not much help there though. Seemed a bit hit and miss. Have a character in the village who looks like Patrick Troughton but that's not really good enough, is it?

Will keep you posted. ( Ah, Ah - new meaning for old message)