Sharpshooter
Aug 24, 2022
2 minutes
Alasdair Mitchell
anting to call in my labrador, I reached for my whistle and blew. The sound that emerged was ‘’. I blew harder. Same result. I removed the whistle from my lips and peered at it. As I watched, an earwig scrambled out of the wind slot. Yuk. Having wiped the mouthpiece, I tried’. Another earwig crawled out. Double yuk.
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