Now, you may wonder what I thought and how I felt as I bounced down the valley with my face to the ground, my bottom sticking up and my legs kicking like an upended sheep on the heather hills. Well, to tell the truth, I had so many thoughts racing through my head that I would find it difficult to put them in any sort of order. Perhaps the first was surprise. I had never been in that situation before and it was not one that I had ever contemplated. The second was the sheer discomfort of it all. I mean, my whole weight was pressing against my tummy and the blood was rushing to my head. I was not a happy girl. The third was embarrassment. What sort of view did the Yorling have of me if he looked down? I had not chosen my clothes with any care that day so they were old and worn, hopefully not
