“You Wanted Pigs”

This morning Jackie drove me to the north of the forest where we knew we would be most likely to find pigs loosed for pannage.

A skip hire truck forced Jackie to reverse our Modus when faced head on with the vehicle and its obscured convoy along the narrow, winding, Gorley Lane.

It was along Ringwood Road, South Gorley, that we were first rewarded by the sight of a variety of young pigs gleefully trotting about the tarmac, the verges, a woman, and her dog, while rapidly scampering in search of acorns and other mast which are poisonous to ponies.

No way was I able to keep up with these gambolling, rollicking young snorting porkers as they careered into Newtown Lane to join the rest of their snuffling sounder. Jackie drove on ahead and cried out of her window “Well, you wanted pigs”.

Vehicles needed not only to avoid the scuttling swine, but also the sawn logs placed on the verges to deter parking that had been nudged aside by the eager eaters seeking whatever might be beneath them.

While the younger grunting guzzlers gourmandised in light and shade,

one somnolent mature matriarch appeared to be sleeping off her feast in subdued lighting.

By association all this porcine activity had prompted our peckishness,

so we brunched at Hockey’s Farm Shop, where

I felt slightly guilty about what was on my plate.

This afternoon I brought https://derrickjknight.com/2021/09/06/a-knights-tale-28-three-monarchs-in-quick-succession/ up to date by incorporating the recent death of Queen Elizabeth II and the accession of King Charles III

This evening we dined on left-overs from yesterday’s Chinese meal with which Jackie drank Hoegaarden and I finished the Monte Polgar. The young couple ate later.

Published by derrickjknight

I am an octogenarian enjoying rambling physically and photographing what I see, and rambling in my head as memories are triggered. I also ramble through a lifetime's photographs. In these later years much rambling is done in a car.

79 thoughts on ““You Wanted Pigs”

  1. Laurie beat me to it! So let us turn to your meal … I thought you were not a fan of tea (perhaps I am mistaken). It looks as though you may have chosen a builder’s tea to go with that feast. I would have selected Jackie’s option 🙂

    1. Thanks very much, Anne. I don’t think coffee goes with a fry up. Possible from years of café meals where the coffee was bad and therefore they were the only places I drank tea. 🙂

  2. I was laughing to myself looking at the pigs and thinking about you eating bacon! And then you rewarded me with your last picture 😂

  3. What a fun post! The best bit? Right here:

    No way was I able to keep up with these gambolling, rollicking young snorting porkers as they careered into Newtown Lane to join the rest of their snuffling sounder. Jackie drove on ahead and cried out of her window “Well, you wanted pigs”.

  4. Eggs, tomatoes, sausages, peanuts, what a diversified mea, Derrickl !
    And all of those pigs that were running around the Modus !! 🙂
    Your area is a freedomland for ponies, pigs and probably sheeps too ! 🙂
    In friendship
    Michel

  5. Liz picked out the lines–I would love to have seen and heard Jackie calling that out the window!
    The spotted pigs are so cute, and I’m ignoring your meal. 😏
    I had to look up skip hire. It seems a skip is what we call a dumpster here.

  6. Plentiful, pretty, porkly portly pigges! 🙂 🐷 Hogwild humor! 🐖
    HAHAHAHAHA on what Jackie said! 😀
    HA! “gambolling, rollicking young snorting porkers” gave me a snort-laugh! 😛
    And Oh, my! on your meal! 🥓🌭 😀 You were surrounded by pigs all day! 😮 😀 🐷🐖
    (((HUGS))) 😀
    PS…Now I can’t stop thinking about replacing the word “pig” for the word “day” into famous book and movie titles…
    The Day the Pigs Stood Still
    Independence Pig
    Long Pigs Journey into Night
    The Remains of the Pig
    Okay…I’ll stop now! 😀

  7. I think it’s perfectly natural to feel slightly guilty about what was on your plate having visited the living pigs. It shows you have compassion. At least the pigs you saw on your drive are out having a good time. Hopefully people will heed the clear sign. Thanks for the new word: gourmandised. David and I goumandised an exquisitely ripened pineapple this evening for dessert.

  8. I knew I was going to love this post! 🙂 So many snuffling porkers! I especially love the one where there is a Gloucester seeming to be sitting on his haunches or climbing out of the ditch, one ear up and one ear down. They are endearing animals.

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