What next?

This is going to be quick as  lambing is not going well at all.  I have had one lambing through a prolapse with the afterbirth coming before the lambs (truly).  I couldn't do it - Sam had to get out two monster lambs with ropes and his hands were blue by the time he did.  One huge thing with the spine coming first - a dog sitter I call it with all legs and head pointing backwards.  I couldn't do it - Carl did.  One ring womb which miraculously I did manage to gradually ease open but then I couldn't get the muddled up twins out - Sam and Kristy did.  Basically, I have lost all confidence that I can lamb anything now.  31 lambs and 19 ewes to go - I think.  And to end some pictures before I go and check the twins from Grace (ring womb)- Grace is not in a good way.

Reddybrek and her twins - The Thugs

PLEASE let me play with the lambs

Black Scottie's lamb

Probably best not to mention the Mule incident but I will - we are on steep slopes and the Mule does not have a handbrake so Carl has supplied  me with a block of wood to put behind the tyres.  This is difficult as on Friday I needed to catch Pugsly urgently due to head and one leg situation.  I thought the Mule was secure when I dived out of the Mule to rugby tackle her only to be lying on the ground with her and hearing a rushing sound behind me as the Mule gathered speed down the hill, crashed into the fence, broke the windscreen.  On top of everything else I am driving around with no windscreen and a windscreen wiper motor dangling precariously in front of my face.