Who wouldn’t be pissed having to steer a stubborn ox around a giant stone?
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Panel 1
Wide angle shot. A farmer, Robbie, is working the field with an ox pulling a ploughshare and is approaching the stone circle. He is wearing woolen grey slacks and a thick wool sweater with a checker pattern running across the chest. A cap covers his head. Grey hair hangs out from under it and he has thick side burns on a weathered face with a hooked nose. A border collie, Jock, is running through the field, maintaining its distance from the circle. The sky is covered in clouds.
Caption: Summer. The Year of Our Lord 1888.
Panel 2
Robbie is pulling back on the reins, bringing the ox to a stop a few feet in front of the stone circle.
Robbie: Whoa girl. Tha’s enough now.
Panel 3
Close up of Robbie wiping the sweat from his brow.
Robbie: Flamin stones ruinin m’ field. Great big pain in me arse.
Panel 4
Robbie is snapping the reins as he brings the ox and plough around the circle. Jock is on the other side of Robbie from the stone circle.
Robbie: High time I took care a ye. Only man in Crossford with nae crops fallen in line
Panel 1
Wide angle shot. A farmer, Robbie, is working the field with an ox pulling a ploughshare and is approaching the stone circle. He is wearing woolen grey slacks and a thick wool sweater with a checker pattern running across the chest. A cap covers his head. Grey hair hangs out from under it and he has thick side burns on a weathered face with a hooked nose. A border collie, Jock, is running through the field, maintaining its distance from the circle. The sky is covered in clouds.
Caption: Summer. The Year of Our Lord 1888.
Panel 2
Robbie is pulling back on the reins, bringing the ox to a stop a few feet in front of the stone circle.
Robbie: Whoa girl. Tha’s enough now.
Panel 3
Close up of Robbie wiping the sweat from his brow.
Robbie: Flamin stones ruinin m’ field. Great big pain in me arse.
Panel 4
Robbie is snapping the reins as he brings the ox and plough around the circle. Jock is on the other side of Robbie from the stone circle.
Robbie: High time I took care a ye. Only man in Crossford with nae crops fallen in line
