Border Leicesters are very pretty sheep, I reckon. They're the type of sheep that starred in the film, Babe. This is one who came for afternoon tea.
And these two offered a lawn mowing service.
People ask me how I can eat our own sheep. The truth is I find it hard to eat any meat whose provenance I don't know. I know where and how these sheep have lived, how they've been treated and how humanely they'll be killed.
This one's out for a stroll with Sharon, our share farmer.
This one's out for a stroll with Sharon, our share farmer.
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