A crack of dawn train yesterday to get to Birmingham for the second meeting of the DUAG group. It was not nearly as satisfactory as the first one and I felt pretty fed up by the end of it and in a ‘throwing in the towel’ mood. So I am thinking of doing that which is fairly pathetic but as Chas said life is short and neither of us are that good at committees unless we are running them. We are irritable and unemployable so it is a very good thing that we run our own businesses in the way we want to run them.
I was very pleased to be back on the farm doing breedings all day. Tania and Chick came by with a girl for mating so we sat around for ages drinking tea and gossiping which seemed a pretty nice way to spend a Saturday morning. When they had gone we got on with weaning three cria – only five months old but huge – the black boy is now extremely annoying trying to jump on everything in sight. We have three more fields of girls to go through tomorrow but most of those are pregnant and it is just a question of scanning them. A rather small fawn girl was born yesterday while I was at the meeting. We were a bit concerned about her as she was only 5.8 kilos but she seems lively today and starting to have a go at running in little bursts. I thought we had had a lot of boys but the white board which has all the injections dates etc until they are eight weeks old shows eight girls and eight boys so they have evened up again. Isn’t the weather fabulous? It makes being alive seem very good.