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quiet weekend retreat during<br />
March. Edward was busy<br />
in the kitchen preparing a<br />
wonderful casserole for dinner,<br />
the log fire was lit and the<br />
red wine warming. Suddenly<br />
Catherine, the mum, appeared<br />
at the kitchen door and asked<br />
me if there would be a spare<br />
place for dinner as her medical<br />
friend, who practises near<br />
Taunton, would love to pop over<br />
to see lambing first hand. My<br />
mind was working overtime<br />
and I thought, two doctors,<br />
should know what they’re<br />
talking about, maybe I could<br />
have a quiet evening without<br />
having to pull those blinking<br />
sweaty rubber trousers and<br />
boots on and off all evening to<br />
check the yard. I very quickly<br />
said... “Of course, she is very<br />
welcome.”<br />
12 of us were sat around our<br />
lovely large oak table, the<br />
laughter was amazing, the<br />
chat, the friendship and the<br />
food wasn’t bad either. Just<br />
before supper, a ewe was<br />
showing the first signs of<br />
lambing, star gazing, looking<br />
towards her rear end thinking<br />
what the devil is going on and<br />
of course a bit of bed making<br />
as she pawed the ground. I<br />
excused myself from the table<br />
just to check progress and on<br />
returning was bombarded with<br />
offers to check next time so<br />
that I could enjoy my supper.<br />
Feeling happy that nothing<br />
was untoward, I settled down<br />
to apple crumble and custard,<br />
just delicious. My two resident<br />
Doctors raised themselves from<br />
their comfy chairs, donned<br />
their operating clothes (same<br />
as me, rubber trousers and<br />
wellies!) and they disappeared<br />
into the night air to do their<br />
duty and monitor my dear ewe.<br />
Lambing aparatus!<br />
The 'Burco' is for boiling water.<br />
The kids were in hot pursuit<br />
as well and soon ran back<br />
in and told me that all<br />
was well and a foot was in<br />
evidence. Not disturbed, I was<br />
enjoying a quiet evening and<br />
an uninterrupted supper. I<br />
started to feel slightly uneasy<br />
as a half an hour passed and<br />
no positive report from the<br />
medical team. Instinct told<br />
me to get up and wake up - the<br />
dream of another glass of wine<br />
disappeared. I walked down<br />
to the lambing yard which was<br />
lit, but a bit dimpsey as the<br />
strip lights weren’t the best<br />
in the world and 2 weren’t<br />
working (that was fixed early<br />
the next morning – after a quiet<br />
word to the boys, quiet being<br />
the operative word, action<br />
immediate!).<br />
I approached the medical team<br />
quietly as quiet is the name of<br />
the game in my yard. There<br />
were smiles all round as I asked<br />
them what was occurring.<br />
“No problems Janet, a foot<br />
showing”<br />
I looked at the ewe and to be<br />
fair, the light was not brilliant,<br />
but I recognised immediately<br />
that my trusty medical team<br />
had mistaken a foot for a<br />
tail. As quick as lightening, I<br />
issued instructions, one to hold<br />
the ewe, which I had already<br />
calmly caught and got into the<br />
corner of the pen, one to fetch<br />
the antiseptic lube (lovely blue<br />
Janet East is the proprietor<br />
at Yellingham Farm, also<br />
running a Farmhouse B&B<br />
establishment<br />
www.yellinghamfarm.co.uk<br />
01404 850272<br />
jelly stuff) and the rest to just<br />
watch. The lamb was coming<br />
backwards. To deliver a breech<br />
lamb, the first thing I had to<br />
do was to bring the rear legs<br />
forward. Once the rear legs<br />
were forward, time was against<br />
me as I had to deliver the<br />
lamb quickly because once the<br />
umbilical cord breaks, the lamb<br />
will begin breathing and could<br />
risk drowning in its own fluids.<br />
Every one was quiet as I did<br />
my best to deliver a live lamb.<br />
In no time at time we were all<br />
smiling as a wonderful strong<br />
Jacob ram lamb came into the<br />
world. No problems at all. At<br />
the time, faces were quite<br />
serious, but once back in the<br />
comfort of the lounge, finishing<br />
FARM CALENDAR<br />
APRIL<br />
• Build large pens in the field for catching up ewes<br />
and lambs.<br />
• Continue to take out ewes and lambs to the field.<br />
• Turn out the Bullocks – tails in the air and off<br />
they go.<br />
• Decide which fields to let up for hay.<br />
• Clean out lambing sheds and disinfect when<br />
lambing finishes.<br />
• Start, yet again, mending fences as lambs find<br />
holes that didn’t exist.<br />
MAY<br />
• Chain harrow fields which are dry enough.<br />
• Roll fields.<br />
• Worm lambs.<br />
• Vaccinate lambs – 2 injections 2 to 4 weeks apart.<br />
• Trim ewes feet after housing.<br />
• Book a back massage following above task!<br />
Janet feeding lambs. Triplets are a problem as sheep only cater for 2 lambs at a time (having only 2 teats!)<br />
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