How on earth did James Herriot come to be sitting on a high Yorkshire moor, smelling vaguely of cows? James isn’t sure, but he knows that he loves it. This second hilarious volume of memoirs contains more tales of James’ unpredictable boss Siegfried Farnon, his charming student brother Tristan, animal mayhem galore and his first encounters with a beautiful girl called Helen. ‘He can tell a good story against himself, and his pleasure in the beauty of the countryside in which he works is infectious’ Daily Telegraph ‘Full of warmth, wisdom and wit’ The Field ‘It is a pleasure to be in James Herriot’s company’ Observer