If Only They Could Talk
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When newly qualified vet James Herriot arrives in the small Yorkshire village of Darrowby, he has no idea what to expect. How will he get on with his new boss? Herriot's books form the basis of the popular BBC TV series All Creatures Great and Small.
another post. I was wondering if you and Mr. Farnon would put in a word for me if you heard of anything.' I was too astonished at the transformation to say much. I replied that we would do what we could and Soames thanked me effusively and bowed himself out. I turned to Siegfried after he had gone. 'Well, what do you make of that?' 'Oh, I know all about it.' Siegfried looked at me with a wry smile. 'Remember I told you he was working one or two shady sidelines up there - selling a few bags of
This Sunday morning it was the Bellerbys and they lived at the top of Halden, a little valley branching off the main Dale. My car bumped and rattled over the last rough mile of an earth road with the tops of boulders sticking up every few yards. I got out and from where I stood, high at the head, I could see all of the strangely formed cleft in the hills, its steep sides grooved and furrowed by countless streams feeding the boisterous Halden Beck which tumbled over its rocky bed far below. Down
the face. He stopped as if he'd been shot. Any other time it would have been funny but I thought the perishing animal was going to wreck the stall. The counter was beginning to rock when the pig changed its mind and made off.' 'What's the position now?' I asked. 'Have you got them back?' 'I've got nine of them back,' Tristan replied, leaning back and closing his eyes. 'With the help of almost the entire male population of the district I've got nine of them back. The tenth was last seen heading
'It's just a special treat because he's alone tonight. And the weather is so cold, too.' She clasped her hands and looked at me abjectly. 'I'll forgive you,' I said sternly, 'If you will remove half the chicken and all the cake.' Fluttering, like a little girl caught in naughtiness, she did as I said. I parted regretfully from the little Peke. It had been a busy day and I was sleepy from the hours in the biting cold. This room with its fire and soft lighting looked more inviting than the noisy
at the men; their expressions had changed to open disbelief. Surely the mystery man's assignment was tougher than that - he couldn't be wearing that outfit just to hand over a pessary. But when Grier started the complicated business of snapping open the studs and sliding the zips they realised the show was over; and fast on the feeling of let-down came amusement. As I tried to rub some life back into my swollen arms which had been strangulated by the elastic sleeves, I was surrounded by grinning