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| The Erection Team had been hard at work making the final preparations for the arrival of the weaners. The ark was built and carefully located so that its back was to the weather from the South West. Temporary food troughs were in place as were some 'environment enhancing' playthings - an old tractor tyre and some logs. And, to prevent any shorting out, the area under the electric fence had been strimmed. All that work and I was away walking as it happened. Thank you, Team: I owe you. |
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| Down to Trevaskis Farm near Hayle to pick them up and this is our first sight of them . |
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| And here they are in all their porcine glory: eight little sqealers. Actually, they seemed very relaxed about what was going on. |
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| Here's Giles Eustice, breeder and supplier of fine British Lop pigs, ushering the weaners out of his trailer into ours. |
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| Once in our trailer they got down to the task of rooting around the new straw and generally checking things out. |
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| And lest anyone thinks that an hour's trip in a trailer was a traumatic experience for them, this is how they looked when we'd arrived back at base. All asleep, dreaming piggy dreams. |
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| Trailer backed up into their patch and time to let them find their own way out. |
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| Coaxed out with a little food, they gradually started coming out. The event attracted quite a crowd of cooperative members. |
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| Out and feeding from the trough. Job done! |
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| And lest we forget, here's the reason we are doing all this. I bought some British Lop pork sausages from the shop at Trevaskis Farm and had a sausage sandwich when I got back home. The verdict: delicious. Bring the pork on! |
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