As you may be aware, these are my last few days to get sheep to the Lerwick shop in time for Shetland Wool Week 2025.  I am busting a gut here.

Today I made these three. I really like the spotty Lambie Lamb.

I spent all day in my shed stabbing away while listening to the radio or watching another Netflix show.

And then after dog tea, I went outside armed with my bucket and rubber gloves to poo-pick the track. This is my daily exercise and fresh air.  I was met by these five who said they would like their tea early, please, thank you.

As it was raining, I told them they could have it but there wouldn’t be anything later.  They agreed to my terms and I went back to get their haynets telling myself I would not give in later with more.  Absolutely not.  No.  Albie is fatty fat fat but winter is coming and he will shiver it off. And how did he manage this weight?  There is eff-all on the track.

So I put out the haynets – they now have two because Newt can’t share very easily or nicely.

Silver is the only one to tolerate Newt and his awful ways.  It is not a happy relationship but it is working for now.

These three just get on with the task of eating.

Anyway, when I go back out later, I am not giving in and putting out more hay. They’ve had their daily ration.