Polly And The British Alpine Goats...?

Recently a very good friend of mine got back in touch after a break of a couple of years. Well, actually it was me who reappeared after just over four years - I went back to work! Apart from a couple of phone calls a quarter, I had become very reclusive in nature during this enforced break. This was mainly due to the fact that I simply couldn't face my former colleagues during this time...

It's remarkable, the changes that one has to contend with during a period of ill health. From the reality of the situation to the possibility of never returning to a career spanning more than twenty years in a highly specialised field of nursing. Yeah, yeah, big deal!

Okay, so I know this might sound a wee bit flakey, but it's all true. But for the invention of the internet and the friends I've made on-line during this time, the support of my family and friends and the intervention of several healthcare professionals I think I would have gone completely crazy.Anyway, let's return to the opening sentence of this post...

My friend V and I have always shared several common interests, not least our love of traditional farming practices and animal husbandry. We've shared amusing anecdotes with our co-workers regarding our slightly left of centre lives over the years. Sadly the days of organically grown surplus veggies and eggs dwindled along with my health, until the day came when no longer would we enjoy one anothers tales of the countryside.

I'm so pleased to report that V is still there. And so  now am I! These days my friend regales us with tales of her latest addition to her livestock; the British Alpine Goat. Seemingly her flock, or should that be herd (?) provides milk for several families locally, including her own. She makes cheese and yoghurt when time and quantities allow and last year won the second best in her category at a prestigeous livestock show...

Sadly the time has come when V's small holding can no longer sustain all of her British Alpine family. Her kids are nearly grown up and it's time for them to move on to pastures greener. This is where you, the reader comes in. If you, or anybody that you know is interested in acquiring one of these beautiful award winning creatures don't hesitate to contact me by direct mail or my comments box. I will pass your details onto my friend and she will get in touch with you directly to discuss the finer details...

Unfortunately I will not be one of the new owners. My fields are not stock-proof and my hedges need to be laid properly before I could consider any such madness! Presently my neighbours cattle reside in the mixed pasture which this year is full of wild clover and looking very healthy indeed. The beauty of this arrangement is that I am in no way responsible for the upkeep of the beasts, they respect the might of the electric fence and also keep the grass in tip-top condition for future occupants.

Meanwhile, I have the immense pleasure of looking out of my bedroom window and admiring some of the cutest heifers on this side of the road! Maybe one day, when the boys are old enough to lend DG a hand and my energy levels are properly restored to their former glory we will spend a few days working on the hedgerows, but until then I consider myself exceptionally lucky to have the best of both worlds...

Don't forget: drop me a line if you're interested in my friends British Alpine Goats!

Thanks for dropping by,

Polly

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