The Tamworth Pigs

Today, we got to feed the pigs.  I got to feed the Tamworth Pigs, they’re a special kind of breed so it eats sloppy porridge and we put swedes into their food bowl.  A swede kind of looks like a radish turnip thing but some are rotten and have worms and slug holes in them.  The name’s of the pigs were 18 months (because it has one ear and a half), the porkers, the Tamworths, Matilda, Lucy and Cutch, which Dan said is Welsh for cuddles.  The pigs were always dribbling and spitting, I found them adorably cute but others found them ugly!

18 months is a mother! She has 1 piglet but she was meant to have 12 because she has 12 teats, one for each piglet and Dan says she’ll be going.  I don’t really know what he means but I think it means that she is getting too old for the farm as she isn’t having too many piglets any more, so they can’t keep her.  The feed for the pigs was nasty but we had a bucket so we didn’t have to use our nice clean hands to feed them.  The Tamworths are my favourite because they are golden brown, one of my favourite colours.  They were also really calm and didn’t jump up at us like 18 months…she was a bit scary because she is huge!  Her piglet is cute, she is not very vicious but she is tiny!

Our Day on the Farm

When I first arrived I was suprised about how Treginnis looked, it was so beautiful…I could not believe my eyes!  When we got inside it was better, it was fabulous.  Then we had our lunch before I went into the quiet room where you could play games and draw but the games had to be quiet games.  The adults then told us where we would be sleeping and I was sleeping with Stacy, Andrea, Isla B and Edie.  Then we were told the groups we would be in for our activities during the week.

It was so fun when we went to bed on the first night, we chatted but Isla was sleeping before everyone so we had to be extra quiet, but we made up some stories of our own.

The next day every one woke up really early and we all went in the bath and got ready.  Then we went into the quiet room and lined up in our groups from 1 to 11, I was first and my friend Sylvie was last and we all went outside in our groups.  We met a farmer named Dan and we also met our guide farmer Andrew and he led us to the donkeys.  We had to clean the donkey’s stable and there was loads of poo we had to shovel and scoop it up and put it into a wheel barrow.  Then we took some of the donkeys for a walk.  After that we went back inside to have our beans on toast for breakfast.

A busy day on the farm

Today I held baby chicks we got to give them names: Alex, Chickaletta, Snozzy and Charlie.


I also fed pigs, his name was Kuch.  He kept on drooling but he had a smile on his snout.


We rounded up all the chickens for them to go into their chicken coop.


Finally, we picked 300 swede out of the field and we took 3 to the kitchen so we can have them in our vegetable soup.


I had a really fun even though it was freezing cold!!!!!


Goat Milking

This morning my  group went and fed and milked the goats .  It was very fun but also a bit weird.  I still did it though.  My group all liked doing it (I think!!).

To feed the goats, we had to fill a bow l full of their feed (which had things like barley and oats in it) and take it into their pen.  We had to be rough and tough to get in the pen and hold the feed really tightly as the goats pushed down on the bowls to try and eat it all.  I fed a goat called Matilda, she was very cute!!!!!!!!

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Later, we had to saw wood so we could use it for the fire in the dining room.


In the afternoon groups a and b were washing and weighing swedes. They are a type of turnip. I was weighing the swedes with Keila and Chloe. We had to weigh and pack the swedes in bags for selling. Each bag weigh about 13 kg.

After a while the scales suddenly broke. Luckily me, Mr. Foster, Keila and Chloe had been working how much each swede weighed. We found out that one swede weighed about 1/2 kg.

We carried on packing some bags with swedes without the scale. About 26 swedes went in one bag.

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Milking the Goats

When we were in the goat rooms we had to feed and milk them.  The goats where really noisy and really hungry at the time we had to feed them.  We only did the girls teats because the boys don’t have any.  They can only produce milk after they have been pregnant, so they are called ‘nanny goats’, and then they need to milk them everyday to make them keep giving milk.  Goat milk is drunk by more people around the world than cow milk and is far healthier.  IMG_0196

Did you know the boy goats pee on there head to get woman’s attention?


Our Day Being Shepherds

Today we were, in group B, looking after the sheep. We had to herd the sheep into the field were they were going to graze. We tried to, and successfully, block of all of the exits onto the road to get them to the field.

They were separated into three different groups: Triplets, they had a red paint stripe; Twins, they had orange paint stripe and one lamb had no paint stripe.

We had to feed them too, you fed them using a machine called a ‘snacker’. You filled it up with Oats and Barley them you gave each sheep a portion of food, each portion contains 1/2 a kilogram. That’s the right amount for one lambing Ewe (that’s a Ewe that’s pregnant).

Later on in the day we visited the Rams, a male sheep we fed them with oats and barley


Our Day at Treginnis

Today I woke up at 7.   Everybody arrived in the boot room at 7:30 and we put our waterproofs.  My group, C, went for a long walk around Treginnis with Dan’s 3 sheepdogs. One of them was black and white, and one was light brown and white. We learnt that a female sheep was a ewe, and a male one was a ram.

After breakfast we went to the Donkey’s. We first learnt a male donkey was a jack. Then we attached a rope to under the donkey’s mouth. I walked a donkey male, called Loopiloo. The reason why we did not bring female donkeys, was because it was the season they usually mate.  

After all of us had dinner we (group C) went to Dan. He showed us how to milk a goat. (It was easy).  We also fed the goats. Matilda was one of my favourite goats. Dan told us that you could create milk at age 2 in goat, and that goats could only live until about 9 to  12.