Shearing did not go to plan and we only managed nine. We ended up helping the friend move until getting on for 2 in the morning the night before and then I managed, somehow, to shred my car tyre whilst trying to get out the drive in the morning. Luckily, the trusty car had a spare tyre which Carl said is not always the case nowadays - how ridiculous! Once we did get around to shearing it went fine but we were not as on the ball as we should have been.
So - from this -
You may notice Dobby, the black, isn't sheared as we were on white boys first. He is now as we managed to get black boys done afterwards. None of the white youngest boys are done though - tomorrow is another day!