I went into the field this morning, bottle in hand, and called, “Lamb”. No response. So I walked across the field towards his mother and twin sister. Then I spied him on the wrong side of the wooden fence – where the grass is greener and lusher, of course. He had crawled under the gate but managed to wriggle back to drink from his bottle.

I went back to the trailer,where we had collected some tree thinnings, and carried two lengths over to the gate to try and block the gap. I will secure it later when I am more awake!