Well, here's a story.
Yesterday I walked five ewes and their seven lambs from the 'nursery paddock' up the lane to the field on the hilltop. Young collie Dot helping. It's about 650 yards along a very rural B-road. BH was in the field already fixing a gap in the fence (or dyke as we call them up here) so I knew he would have left the gate propped open for me.
There's a T junction just down the hill, then it's straight but up-and-down twice to get to the field gate. I carry a crook, which I wave above my head when I hear traffic coming so they get an indication that there's something ahead before they see the sheep.
Sometimes people do have to brake hard, but it's very rare that there is any problem; it's very rural and apart from this one stretch mainly fairly bendy, so by-and-large no-one drives too fast where visibility is short.
We passed a few cars, of which the last was a black compact 4x4 type. The driver did have to brake hard, and as I came past her she had wound down her window so I approached to thank her for stopping. She said that you couldn't see the sheep over the brow of the road, with which I agreed and said that was why you had to drive at an appropriate speed. (Not implying she hadn't been - she had been able to stop easily, so her speed was not excessive.) She said we should have someone in front to warn oncoming drivers.
Well, two things. Firstly, yes I suppose she is strictly correct, we should have a person in front slowing the traffic. It really isn't always feasible - am I a bad person for thinking that anyone driving through farmland should and would be driving in the expectation that livestock, or wide and slow agricultural machinery, might be around the next corner?
Secondly, I am 99% certain that the driver of the black car was Jayne, who with her hubby Ray won A Farmer's Life for Me.
(I do wish that the sheep I had been moving had been 2010 lambed - then my topic title would be even more apt.
Oh, or if I was moving pigs, I suppose!)