“He’ll do well on our farm,” the basso voice rumbled.
The cornered man looked confused, “Oh I’m just passing through, I don’t need a job.”
A female voice intruded, “He’ll do, Napoleon, he looks… qualified,” she licked her lips.
“I said, I don’t need a job, I have a job, I’m a graphic artist – why would I want to work on a pig farm?” He still gripped the pen knife tightly.
“Oh, I wouldn’t call it work, and anyway, Stonegrave isn’t a pig farm, no,” Napoleon smiled, flashing his black teeth, “No, but you could say this is a long pig farm.”
![](https://mepminiatures.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/01/B09A-Nap-and-Babe-2-1024x1024.jpg)
![](https://mepminiatures.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/01/B09B-Attack-Pigs-Lite-1024x1024.jpg)
![](https://mepminiatures.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/01/B13-Prodders-1024x1024.jpg)
![Stonegrave Farm](https://mepminiatures.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/01/B09-Stonegrave-Complete-1024x1024.jpg)
Stonegrave Farm
“This is Stonegrave. Strangers are always welcome here, we’d love to have you for dinner.”
£25.00