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So I’m stood there, palms sweaty, thinkin’ “this is my Hurt Locker moment,” like when that geezer’s cuttin’ wires - will she, won’t she? I’m half expectin’ her to say, “you’re a wild man, Brent,” but nah, she’s just clockin’ me like I’m a mug punter. Which, let’s be real, I am! Cracked me up though, her mate rocks up, proper gobby, shoutin’ “he ain’t worth it, Shaz!” and I’m like, “oi, I’m a bleedin’ legend!” Total stitch-up, had me in bits.

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After all that drama, I’m knackered. I head back home, thinking about my sheep. They’re probably chilling, munching grass, not a care in the world. I get back to my field, and they’re all like, “Where you been, mate?”

Man and woman who died in tragic Redruth crash were husband and wife