Can it get any wetter? This morning felt like the middle of winter, slush, muck, slurry, water, puddles, sticky gateways and dirty cows! I felt sorry for the little baby calf born last night in the field to a wet and windy welcome. Unfortunately it was a bull Ayrshire calf, very nice one, but a male so very disappointed. Its mother is a very nice animal and it was her first calf so well done to her. She'll be milked tomorrow as a first time through the parlour.
Talking of calves, we've 12 to feed manually twice a day at the moment, drinking 2 litres each, thats a lot of milk to carry from the parlour to the calf shed. I feel like a real milk maid carrying my two very full buckets across the yard trying not to spill any.
Daughter has now finished A level exams and is at home alot. So I've got her doing housework and cooking as I'm outside such a lot helping Mark. She's waiting for the go ahead to start working full time with a Travel Agent who she's been doing work experience for since February. Then she's got a shift at our local pub tonight too.
Our son Harry finishes school this Saturday, so home for the summer holidays. My parents are fetching him for us. Its Marks 50th birthday this Saturday too! A milestone for him, but no party as we're flat out on the farm! Some summer this is turning out to be.
Got to go outside again now and its not raining at the moment.
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