Sunday, September 11, 2011

 

Sheep at Findon

Today has been mostly at home day.
We were at Pease Pottage at 7 o'clock - but not very many sellers were there.
It was windy and had not long stopped raining and it was very muddy in the field.
I bought a few things.
We were home just after 8 o'clock and I cooked tasty omelettes for breakfast.
I have written up almost everything bought this weekend......ah, re-phrase that! I have written up most of what was on the dining room table; the hundred plus books are in a box, now out in the garage.
I have another box ready for the shop. tomorrow.
I popped out to Asda at lunch time.
We needed (Harry needed) cat food. We had bought some Whiskas sachets on a very good deal....but he won't eat the stuff. Isaac in Newcastle - you will get it after Christmas some time.

This afternoon I sorted my sheep fair photos.
Today I will post sheep pictures and tomorrow I can share other things from the fair.

When we arrived the sheep shearing display had started.
The shearer - from New Zealand - was a performer, and very amusing. So it was both educational and a show.










The shearer knew his sheep. The final part of the show had the sheep on display, well...sort of dancing.
He must have noted their characteristic movements and he described them as dance movements.
Amazing that they moved just as Abba's Dancing Queen began to play!


At the top of the fair site were sheep pens.
As in any country show the animals would be paraded in front of judges to win rosettes as best in show.
It just happened that we were there when children were parading with rams.
There were rams of all types - many rare breeds.

The girl with the big ram at this end of the line became a part of our day.






























Children and rams wait nervously as the judges discuss.


Stand still, you daft sheep.


















You stupid sheep! You were supposed to win!
This boy and sheep were the subject of a row between the woman standing next to us and the lad's grandfather.
Woman was in a panic at the dear child being in such close proximity to those horns.





























Now, remember the big ram at the end of the line.
I am proud to have a fine portrait of him, with his red rosette.

He is a Teeswater sheep, with lovely soft and curly wool.
His name is Titan.

As you see Titan won the first prize.























We stopped and chatted for a while with the girl and her father and talked sheep.
They come from Chichester way.
She was quite delightful and so was Titan.
















What a lovely gentle and contented Southdown sheep.











Soon more youngsters were in the show ring - this time with ewes.




There were many classes in which sheep were judged.
And mostly the adult owners were the handlers.














Now for some other wool bearing animals - alpacas.























It was so soft and woolly - but it didn't really want to be stroked.

That is not our car behind me.
Our car was parked some distance away.













This evening we had a good dinner - chicken from the double reduced items at Asda. Bill had his with bacon and brie; mine was with mushroom and tomato.
Yesterday we called in at a farm shop and I used their Kentish potatoes, which were good; we had runner beans from cousin Ann's garden and also we had amazing carrots. They were black/purple on the outside and bright orange on the inside and they tasted absolutely wonderful.
Yesterday at the sheep fair I talked to people who deliver boxes of vegetables to your door - whatever vegetables are in season. I think I will give it a go "after Thailand".

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