Paws for thought!

The tiger padded slowly northwards out of Sidmouth, his tail swishing in the long grass which almost camouflaged his magnificent striped body.

At Sidford Cross he paused, deciding which way to go. He turned left, walking along the grassy verge...a good decision because very soon he was completely hidden from view as the tall, jungle-like growth covered him completely, as he headed westwards towards Waitrose.

Fact or fiction? If, by the time you read this letter the grass verges haven’t been cut, then it could well become fact, and visitors approaching Sidmouth may well think they’re heading into a new tourist attraction!

Pamela Gordon-Lee