I’ve mentioned Newcastle’s Town Moor many times on this blog, most recently as it was the site of The Hoppings only days ago. Walking across it to the city centre today, those scenes feel like they might have been from a fever dream, so different are my surroundings. What a difference a fortnight makes.

As this ruminant pulled its tongue at me as I passed, I was reminded of an occasion where some friends from London visited us and remarked on how lifelike the ‘cow sculptures’ on the Town Moor seemed to be… and also of this Sunday Times article from a couple of weeks back.