Bit of a near death experience yesterday when we were pulling the flatbed up the lane with a very large number of flagstones piled on it. When we got near to the farm entrance and turned the corner the tractor keept on going but the trailer with me, the dog and the flagstones started going downhill fast straight towards the goat man’s dairy. Chas turned round on the tractor and screamed and I went into panic mode and threw myself off the trailer before it hit the wall landing hard on concrete on my bottom. It hurt, it still hurts, I had to sleep on my front. The goat man Graham (he makes the fantastic Vulscombe cheese), peered out of the door, all togged up in his cheese making gear, saw the chaos of broken flagstones and rapidly retreated. Luckily our neighbours Peter and Penny had just driven in to borrow the flatbed and so were available to help pick everything up and unload in the yard. This came at the end of a long day tidying up after the builders…they do eat a lot of crisps.
A big 10kg cria arrived yesterday. Some alpacas are so laid back. The birthing field come in every day for a tiny bit of grub as there is a cria in that field we are supplementing. Hebe ambles in, starts eating, turns her backside to us and there is a head and two legs protruding, is the imminent birth going to stop her eating, I don’t think so.