I’m dying for a pint I cannot wait til Saturday Its been a hundred days or so, Without the heaving crowd And the amber nectar glow. I cannot wait til Saturday To see my mates again And all that noisy banter Among those so-called friends. I cannot wait til Saturday I’ve been locked down don’t you see My freedom and a well-earned drink Is my simple little plea. I cannot wait til Saturday You don’t need to push or hurry All civilized table service now And we can still go for a curry. I cannot wait til Saturday Social distance is my middle name I promise I’ll be careful I know it’s not a game. I cannot wait til Saturday Look I’ve only had a few And I can tell you categorically That you haven’t got a clue. I cannot wait til Saturday I’m itching for a fight Just need some drink inside me To convince me that I’m right.   I cannot wait til Saturday I’m sure I’ll be OK I’ve managed work and shopping So I’ll risk it anyway. I ...

So did you guess whodunnit? I won't spoil it if you haven't been following the egg-citing weekly goings on at Foghorn Farm, you can read the whole story below . Now that we have reached the end of the Great Eggscape, I thought it might be fun to think how we could bring the story to life. If you could pick actors to play the characters who would you choose? I was thinking Jason Statham or Idris Elba for Woolfe, and what about Sanjeev Kohli or Martin Compston playing McClaw?? And who would make a great Frank Fox, Henrietta Hensworth or Sebastian Shuttlecock...? Obviously it will up to Pixar or Disney to decide, but please retweet with your ideas! Woolfe and McClaw are now off for a well earned rest. Lockdown is being lifted so where will their adventures take them next.....? Woolfe & McClaw: The Great Eggscape     WARNING: This story contains eggs-crutiating egg puns!   Chapter 1 – Agents scramble to the rescue   The phone rang. In his eagerness,...

So here we are. Nearly at the end. But so many unsolved clues. How will Dave and Brian piece the puzzle together and still get home in time for tea?! Will the chickens come home to roost? Has the sly fox managed to escape again? And will Dave have enough mints to get him through? Well if wasn't for one key eye witness, the villain or villains might have got away with it.....Do you think you know whodunnit?  Chapter 8 – Eggs-posed. The agents close in. Back at CSA, Dave and Brian grabbed a beer and sat in front of the white board piecing together the evidence and the clues so far. Moments later the phone rang. “Hello, is that Dave Woolfe” said the voice at the other end. “Yeh, who’s this?” said Dave a little gruffly. “Never mind who I am, do you want some intel on the robbery?” (Intel is short for intelligence – not the good at maths and reading kind, but the information kind). “I’m all ears” smiled Dave as he flicked his Panama hat off by raising his ears up. “I think I saw what ...

Hi Folks, Last time we found out about Dave Woolfe's and Frank Fox's pasts and their grudging respect for each other. Would this affect Dave's level-headed judgement? This week, in our penultimate chapter, Dave and Brian draw a blank with Frank, and with his wife Felicity, as well as the Tumbles. So what next....? Well talking of drawing blanks, last week's chapter inspired no new pictures (Sad emoji face). Next week will be the final chapter, where all will be revealed and we get to the bottom of this eggsplosive plot! So if you don't fancy drawing, why not give some thought to which actors you think would be great for our characters (and we'll see if they're free for casting!). Have a happy and healthy week. Here's Chapter 7. Chapter 7 – Strange eggs-planations   Dave pulled up outside Frank Fox’s house, a rather large new build. What it had lacked in taste it made up for in size. They got out of the car and marched up to the front door. Brian ra...