Ewe looking for love?

She’s had her nails done, and now she wants a man. Sorry, a ram. Yes, it’s finally time to take the plunge from animal husbandry to finding our animals a husband. I’m aware the move from just keeping and killing, to breeding animals is a big step (and you can read Tim Tyne’s excellent article […]

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Ewe needs a manicure

Nobody likes to see a lame sheep hobbling across the paddock, so when our eldest ewe started limping I knew it was time for a toenail inspection. Sure enough her back hoof had grown so long that it was preventing her from walking properly and action was required. Normally I take advantage of the good nature […]

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Little Bo Peep has lost, and found, her sheep

It’s a phone call I never enjoy. “Hello Alex, it’s (insert proper farmer’s name here) .. do you own (insert small number and a species of farm animal here)? They seem to be in my field/on the road/heading west (delete as appropriate).” When the call came this morning, I leapt onto my bike and headed […]

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Pig despatch diary

The diary note from last November was clear: don’t dilly dally over sending the pigs to the abbatoir. There are many reasons for this but let’s just say we are still suffering the humiliation of being told we could have fed another whole pig based on the amount we overfed them last time. We are lucky […]

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Back to the blog

Sometimes living the rural dream is a full-time job (or so I like to claim) – and writing about it feels like just another item on the to-do list that can be put off until tomorrow. When there are animals to be fed, moved, cleaned out, butchered and cooked, logs to be chopped and stacked, […]

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Who’s left on the farm?

One little piggy might be in the freezer but we still have these two, enjoying a break from the mud in the garage. The sheep are happy in their field, and getting used to a little bit of food in the morning as part of my taming procedure. Today I’m taking a fecal sample to […]

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Pig processing

Our boy pig had started looking at his sisters in a rather unwholesome fashion, so he went to ‘market‘ last week. We were hopeful he’d kill at at least 65kg, so were delighted he made it to a healthy 72kg. In fact he only just fitted into the boot of the car! This was our […]

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