There you are innocently resting your head - perhaps catching up with a little sleep and dreaming about the hoard (or is it horde) - and what do the health an safety buffoons do? Build a fence round your head. I mean, what's that about then? Do they think that pathetic little chain is going to stop obnoxious little kids climbing on me - or for that matter me making a nice little hors d'oeuvres of them?They'll be putting up warning signs next - "keep off the dragon" or "don't poke the dragon or he'll breath fire on you and then eat you for tea - perhaps with scrambled eggs and a cup of tea." Or worse still plonking some uniformed numpty there to "guard" - as if a dragon needs bloody guarding.
You'd be grumpy...you would!
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