Tomorrow we're off to Cockermouth for this year's Woolfest. This year we'll be taking four Kerry Hill fleeces from Ann and John's shearlings.
I was getting a bit worried that they wouldn't be shorn in time but John came up trumps and sheared them last Saturday.
And yes, he is shearing them on the roadside! And no, none of them escaped! They were real scaredy-cats before, but since being shorn they're getting rather bold. I couldn't believe how big they are!
