Coultoon talking

Bramble has this silly idea. He wants to join a circus. He says that it was me who gave him the idea. Maybe I did, maybe I didn’t. Anyway who should come along but our two friends who ride one bike. They are a man and a woman and they come to Islay on their holidays. So what did Bramble do? He saw them coming and he whinnied like a nanny goat. Our two friends were so surprised they nearly fell of their bike. ‘You know what you sounded like?” said Mister Bike. “Like this.” He picked a blade of grass and he squeezed it between his thumbs and he blew on the grass. He made a sound just like Bramble’s whinny. We laughed so much that Bramble forgot to ask about the circus.

Coultoon talking

Well sometimes I'm shy and sometimes I'm not. It all depends on things like sugar lumps. There is a small girl down the road who comes by our field on her bike; she is very nice. Her name is Lucy. She gives us sugar lumps and mints with holes in them.The mints are very small and my tongue is a bit big for them. Instead of staying right on my tongue, the mint slips off and before I can stop it, it goes down my throat. The best place for a mint is just between my bottom lip and my bottom teeth. If I can get it there, then it stays and the lovely minty taste stays and stays and stays. Sometimes Lucy doesn't have a sugar lump or a mint. Then she picks us the fresh grass on her side of the fence, and gives us a handful. Bramble was trying to get to the grass on the other side of the fence and he got his head stuck between the two bits of wire in the fence. Luckily a driver in a car stopped, and came over and lifted one of the bits of wire so Bramble could get his head out. Bramble was so happy that he galloped off into the field kicking his heels in the air. Maybe he should go into a circus.