Father's up at the lambing camp, and I've fed all the little beasties.
After my return to Clifton, I was kept busy preparing for lambing.
And in January and February too, when all the lambing is coming on.
Well, it was just the lambing time, and Kirstin had to look after the ewes.
Terrible fellows, both of them, in lambing time or in the poultry yard.
What used to be ...