
And it certainly is fun! Accompanied by the Mistress and our two children, I donned my robes and badge to join many others to drive some sheep across the bridge! Expertly organised by the Woolmen looking splendid in their red cloaks, participants are arranged into small groups with a very precise time slot (11:21 to be exact!). The bridge (west pavement only – not the whole carriageway!) is divided into four and so one drives the sheep a quarter of the way across. Protected by strong barriers the sheep – North Country Mules if you must know – were very cooperative and calm and we had no difficulty keeping them moving. But this was only early on in the day; by the late afternoon they were probably getting very bored.

Well done to the Woolmen for all the hard work in organising and to the sheep for being so well behaved. A great way to raise funds and to perpetuate an urban myth about Freemen being able to drive their sheep across London Bridge!
Photographs show the Master, Mistress and others in full driving mode and with our daughters Holly and Emily proudly displaying our certificates!
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