I was about 13 years old and my Father took me for a walk in the countryside around where we lived at the time, sheep farming country. We stopped and my Father pointed out a patch of grass nearby and said, "See that patch of grass there, thats where I first made love in the open air". He then pointed at a big rock and said proudly, "and that's where her mother stood watching me". This even made me swear in front of my Father as I exclaimed, "Bloody hell, what did she say". "Baa" said my Father, "what the hell do you expect a sheep to say".