Were we going to be supper?
I know farmers are told to diversify in these hard times but that would be a lot of handbags and shoes and you'd have to catch it first, before it caught you.
Fortunately it was a cunningly pollarded willow but it gave us such a turn we needed a drink.
That'll be a pint of gin and tonic for the boss and a crate of strong Norfolk pale ale for me. Shock does funny things to people you know.