Well, what a day. It's day it's been unexpected. So unexpected here. But I'm delighted to say that the moon underwater is with child. With, with child. Yes, I'm delighted to say the moon underwater has sighed itself a foal. A virgin birth of a foal?

Well, that's a very interesting question.

Certainly relevant for this time of year.

The moon underwater, Robin, has sighed itself a little calf of...

Wait, I thought you said it was a foal.

Well, is it a foal? Is it a calf? Even some of the most experienced herdsmen don't know. But if you go right down to the end of the garden here at the

moon underwater through hedge, through pine, through folly, and through babbling brook, you'll find a little

winter pub. Oh. Covered in snow. Yeah. A little sort of log cabin pub tucked away in what I would

like to call a magical covening. The covening, yes. Yeah.

There's room for about three people and a member of bar stuff in there. Yeah. There's just a little

table and one stool at the bar. You could maybe fit five in at a push. Is it within the woods or

is it of the woods themselves? I'd say it's

within the woods, but I've yet to trace the foundations of the cabin. Uh-huh. So there is a chance that

this has grown from the roots of oak, ash and beach. Roots, bloody roots. And just the,

it's got a beautiful sloped roof. It's got a little log fire. Well, it's like a

wood burner. Roof bloody roof. Roof bloody roof. It's got a little wood burner. Yeah, quite dangerous in the

forest, isn't it? Yeah, given that it is wood. But, you know, everything here in the moon underwater and

beyond is fire retardant. Well, yeah, and you've also put a lot of kind of fire

safety regulations in place as well in the moon underwater. Oh, you can't move for the signage.

Yeah. But then, I mean, the council here in the correct realm are very hard to predict.

I mean, sometimes they don't come for years. And then sometimes three or four of them will come in a day,

and by the time they leave, they're thoroughly well lashed.

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