The boys are out...

It was Heckington Show last weekend. We were there again (our 6th year) with Ginger & Mangal's last lot of weaners  === the three girls, together with Linda, entertained the enormous crowds throughout the two days. I am not sure who was the more tired by the end of Sunday - certainly Linda was a little bit hoarse and the girls loaded and unloaded without a moment's hesitation! I'd guess it was level pegging......  It was also our 2nd year in the food court; we elected to be outside as it was so very hot and stuffy in the deli marquee last year. It may not have been the best decision as we were surrounded by hot food vendors (we had originally planned to cook as well but things changed!) and come 11.00 am the queues for those were so long they totally obscured our stall........  As it turned out, we didn't do too badly but it'll be an interesting decision to make next year.

Meanwhile, back at the ranch, the male weaners were left in the old stalls so they could get used to being without their litter sisters. This afternoon though we decided it was time to put them out (the girls have to stay inside for another two weeks of 'quarantine' time). It didn't take long to move them; they went straight on the trailer, straight off the trailer, straight down to their pen, tucked into some food (apart from one chap who went off to meet Samson & Delila next door) ..... and then straight into the muddy corner.
"Awwwwww" said Linda when she came in later "Big Red's not red anymore!". He'd gone and covered himself in glorious mud - shame. Good job we'd had a few minutes to appreciate the colour of his curls in the afternoon sunshine.......