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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And the pig field was bare

It’s taken six months of hard rooting to turn the paddock from summer meadow: into something more like a battlefield: The field is now empty which is a little bit sad. We took the last two pigs today to Broomhalls Abbatoir in Eastington. It’s a friendly family-run place and as relaxing a place for the […]

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Butchering the pigs

We’ve spent the weekend processing pork. On Friday we picked up the three pig carcasses from the abbatoir, Broomhalls in Eastington. They fitted snugly into the boot of the car, and while perfectly legal, it’s always a relief not to be stopped by the police with that kind of cargo on board. Here they are […]

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Faggot making

Yesterday I made 45 faggots with my next-door neighbour Polly. The ingredients, freshly removed from the pigs we sent for slaughter on Monday, included lungs, heart, tongue and liver. We added some ham, oatmeal, breadcrumbs and a random blend of herbs and spices. Each was wrapped in a bit of the caul, which looks like […]

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