On the first day after the cows disappear, I swing both feet onto the earth and set the Trojan against Naffy’s stump. Ivan, who runs six thousand sheep and his wife into the ground, leans over the barbed wire fence and shoots snot from one nostril.

‘Pissed off the big fella again, did ya?’

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