This story isnt about me, more a couple of guys who i used to go Rock climbing with many years ago (3 have become teachers since and maybe teaching your children!...)
They used to be in a team who, every year climbed all through the lakes, up mountains, down potholes etc etc and after a few years had their established regular stop over places at remote farms on the route.
This one year, they visited a farm where they had stayed before which is pretty remote - but it was handily placed as there were many caverns they could go climbing in, and also go to the farm house if they needed anything.
On the last occasion, they stayed nearer the farm house as usual after an invite from the farm owner - nearby is an old shaft which they thought about pot holing/exploring at some point.
The next night after a way, way way too many beers, they started talking about exploring this shaft the next morning, so they would stagger up there and have a nosey - as they got there they found an abandoned old trailer without wheels. Out of curiosity and loads of booze, they thought it would be fun to chuck this trailer down the shaft to see how far down it went...
So, P**sed as arses, they all lifted the trailor to the top of the shaft and hoyed it over...
A second later they heard a loud "Baaaaa" as they saw a goat shoot past them down the shaft.....
They hadnt noticed at the time of chucking the trailor down the shaft, the farmer had a Goat tied to it!
Needless to say they left very early the next morning and havent gone back since!
Boring, but it made me chuckle at the time!
