Its been a bit grim up north (well, when I started writing this blog it was !) Cold, rain, wind, no grass. But there have been a couple of chances for the boys to entertain friends young and old.
Fin with Bev's dad John - A gent is treated with due respect
Zoe is checked out by Fin and declared to be safe
So time to get acquainted with the little boys
Vicky wonders why all her photos came out blurred
Fin's job is to prance about being in-charge.
It was time for Ben the shearer to turn up.
So here is a last 'fluffy' picture.
It remained a bit grim. Very cold for the time of year and damp too..So the boys had to spend the night before their hair cut in the shed. They went in a bit damp and with all their fleece we were expecting them to be a little sweaty. So it was up extra early to give them a bit of an airing in the yard.
Not often Andy sends emails at 5 a.m. from a field
7 a.m. - and so to work ...
We were being daft softies we were worried about wee Dougal getting cold. Ben laughed, and got on with the job.
'The last Chicken in Sainsburys'
You smell like Noah, but don't look like him at all !