Tuesday, 5 April 2016

As promised, a blog!


I’ve not found the time and if I’m totally honest the motivation to write a blog in in long time, my life is so busy and grabbing two minutes to do a quick tweet or snapping something to post on Instagram seems to fit so much easier into my day.  So if you want to follow us on Twitter were @BarnacareAlpacas and on Instagram we’re Barnacre_Alpacas 

However I appreciate that not everyone likes or uses twitter and Instagram and also some of you enjoy the detail that I can include within a blog, so I thought I’d better find the time to write one.  So here goes for all you complaining at me for not blogging!

To be honest I’m not sure where to start, it’s been almost a year since my last blog and this is starting to sound like I’m sat in the confession box.

We had a great year of birthing last year, with just over 40 babies born, not only our own but also from our various livery clients and this year is set to be busier again.  We’re only three weeks away from the first due date of this year, don’t tell mum as she’s farm sitting whilst we attend the inaugural Scottish Alpaca Championship in Lanark the weekend before and she’ll only panic!  The early ones tend to hang on so I’m sure Andromeda (Nelson's mum) will wait until after her due date.

Things haven’t all been great since last year, sadly we lost my dad last summer.  My dad was a huge inspiration in my life, and without realising it he was one of the main reasons I was determined to live my alpaca dream.
   
My dad (and mum for that matter) worked hard all his life and planned to travel in their caravan when dad retired, but ill health caused him to retire from work early and sell their beloved caravan and in the end dad never really got to enjoy his retirement.  I’d always been taught that if you work hard enough you can achieve anything (and I’m certainly not afraid of hard work) and I was adamant I didn’t want to spend my life working my socks off like my dad for a retirement I might never get to enjoy, so I managed to convince Paul the well paid office job could be sacrificed for a chance to try and make the alpaca dream a reality.  And that was over nine years ago now and the rest is history so they say!

Despite being crippled with arthritis, cancer and numerous other issues dad still got to enjoy the alpacas, I even managed to get him on the quad one or two times.



It was heart breaking at times when you know he would have loved to get more involved, telling Paul how not to built the field shelter or how he would do it; he was always right too!  He did manged to make me a couple of skirting tables along the way; we soon outgrew the first one as our fleeces improved!

I then managed to persuade him to make me a button for a bag I’d knitted because I couldn’t find a natural button I liked, of course he couldn’t stop with one button he did it so well, I soon had him making tiny buttons and scarf pins which meant he’d had to invent various tools for holding them as his hands were so deformed by this point he couldn’t hold them!


I’m so proud of my dad and hope that he will be watching over me as proud of me as I am of him, I love you dad!  


5 comments:

Barbara Hetherington said...

A lovely blog Debbie about a very loved father xx

Shirley said...

Good to read your blog again Debbie, pleased to read that you and Paul are still busy with the 'pacas but sorry to read about your dad's passing. Take care. Shirley & Robbie

Judi B said...

Great to see your post after such a long time, however, we were sorry to read that your father passed away...just hang onto all those precious memories.

Rosemary said...

Very sorry to hear about your Dad, Debbie. I know how hard it hurts - he sounds a wonderful man.

Apple Vale Alpacas said...

Lovely to hear from you Debbie, and your heartfelt comments about your dad. Look forward to catching up sometime, and regards to Paul. Dave.