In pastures green voiceover script
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1) The speaker owns a small flock of pedigree Kerry Hill sheep that are bred to lamb in February and March. 2) The ram lambs are slaughtered in October and November and most of the speaker's lambs are sold as freezer packs for £45 to £55, or as whole lambs for £90 this year. 3) The speaker must castrate the ram lambs to prevent them from breeding with the ewes, and deals with predators like foxes that could kill the lambs by trapping and shooting them.
In pastures green voiceover script
- 1. Voiceover script I've got a small flock of pedigree Kerry Hill sheep. You can't get too sentimental about them. They're not pets. At the end of the day, they've gotta lamb, you know, they've got to have a lamb. They're born in February March. The ram lambs, they go for slaughter October November time. Most of my lamb goes for freezer pack trade. I sell half a lamb for £45 to £55 and this year I was selling whole lambs for £90. The day after they've lambed I will put the rings on their testicles. If you don't castrate them, by the time they're six months old their hormones are really high. Come the autumn when the ewes come back into season, the sons are trying to get into them. Whereas if you've castrated them the management of them's a lot easier – you can put them in the next field to each other and they're not trying to jump the fence. You get a lot of predators coming round, especially at lambing time. They'll be out for an easy meal – a small lamb on the field, a weakly lamb. Everything that's caught in the cage is disposed of – it's shot. You'll find it's a vixen that's got cubs. Or it'll be an older fox – there might be something wrong with him – you know, he's lame, he's got a bad leg or something like that, he's had a knock off a car. But, er - he doesn't get no sympathy off me if he comes round here. It's nature, isn't it. It's a battle. It is always a battle. There's always something you've gotta battle with – whether it's the foxes or the magpies pecking their eyes out, or the blowfly laying their eggs on their wool. But at the end of the day, if I do my job right, most of them'll have a good summer getting fat out on the field, and then they'll be off to give someone a nice Sunday roast.