Review of the Vale Show by Ivo, Castlemilk Moorit Ram

Well, you’ll have a lovely time, she said.

Yeah. Well. I do like having my horns polished. And I do like a bit of fuss and adulation. So I agreed to go. Then I learned that my ridiculous owner would be showing me. Her first time. I just knew it wouldn’t go well.

Anyway. The crew at Kennixton get me tidied up and along with the others, I’m keen to get in the trailer. Duncan’s coming with me so I’ve got my pal for company. Don’t mind that Boreray, Hunter, being there too. He’s ok. Dunc’s my fave tho, my Shetland brother in arms. I’m getting bigger than him now.

Then I spot Jack. Ah no. Not so keen on those Dorset boys. Huge feckers. Like that chubby one off Shaun the Sheep, only male. He drives me nuts. Won’t listen to me. Gets my horns in his side, he does.

So, I’m not quite so keen now but it’s too late. The doors are closed.

Nice day tho. Sun’s out.

Think it’s been about half an hour & we’ve arrived. Better than that feckin jaunt to Malvern. Took feckin ages & I was in with the girls, miserable stuck up wenches.

The accommodation is ok. Nice spot in the middle of it all. Nice bit of hay. Nice bucket of water. Very nice bit of attention from the crew. I is the biz.

I check out the punters & they look all right. Making all the right noises about how stunning I am. And I am. Wish just one person would recognise me though. I’m not a deer. I’m a sheep. Rare breed, native breed. I am a fine example of a CMM ram..

Then, oh god, here she comes.

‘Hello darling Ivo’ routine from the frizzy haired one. I’m not happy about this. Why do I get the hopelessly inept bird? So, I kick off a bit, head butt the hay bag, the hurdles, might have given the odd knee a thump.

And here we go. Dozy woman looks the part in her tie and coat but gawdelpus, what a useless piece. I walk alongside her – looking the biz – cos I is the biz – and take her into the judging area. She doesn’t even know which one is the judge. Then she has me standing the wrong way round. Well. I could’ve helped. I could’ve turned round for her. But hey.

Then that bloke tried to handle me bits. Now. Jane handling me bits is one thing, some random stranger.. it’s not happening.

And we’re back in the pen. Think I’ll just curl up now and have a kip.

Why is she weeping? Women.


Sheep 2016


Ivo, Felicia & Freya were all very proud to be asked to represent the Castlemilk Moorit breed – it was a long day but worth it as they had many appreciative comments.

I would recommend Sheep 2016, Three Counties Showground Malvern, as a most interesting & informative sheepy day out. I especially enjoyed watching the Sheep Dog Auction – most entertaining at times….


I have found this extra text written for the CMSS newsletter:

Sheep 2016, Malvern Three Counties Showground

27th July

My Castlemilk Moorit ram & ewes were invited to represent the breed at Sheep 2016. They were bred by Kathy Domaille & so carry the Godshill Flock name; any offspring will form the Swanbridge Flock.

A day out with these elegant, rare-breed sheep & their shepherd, Jane Bissett of the Kennixton Flock, seemed like a good idea to me & so we agreed to attend.

From my perspective, as a newcomer to both sheep & Sheep 2016, it was a seriously serious sheep show held at the eminently practical Three Counties Showground in the heart of the Malvern hills. The sun came out & it was a good day. Held every two years, this is the big sheep networking opportunity for owners, suppliers & all interested folk to mingle, shop & learn.

Everyone was friendly & welcoming with tea, coffee, cake & biscuits offered at almost every stand. This may seem facile but a warm welcome with snacks always engenders a warm response, a longer chance to chat & a greater chance therefore of selling your wares, be they woolly or otherwise.

I wasn’t too keen on the butchery stands being in amongst the livestock but that is my only criticism. I know that I was not alone in thinking this.

Stands both inside & out covered all aspects of sheepery from meeting the breeds, like mine, to understanding carcasses, tagging, spinning wool & there was also plenty of opportunity to watch fancy kit being tried & tested by volunteer sheep.

Jane took a shine to the multi-functional flock management gear – hurdles, weighing scales, scanner & tipper all folding up into a trailer for easy transportation – so we saw a few of those!

Lunchtime was spent sitting in the race stands watching the sheep dog auction – much entertainment there from extraordinarily talented animals through to the errant… sheep, dogs & shepherds demonstrated their abilities & dogs changed owners under the quickfire agricultural auctioneer’s skills.

There were presentations on everything from worms to cookery, workshops & demos. Sadly, I just couldn’t fit it all in but then I mostly visited everywhere giving away home-made cake. Shallow perhaps but I met a lot of people with whom I will stay in touch. I learned how to manage conservation meadows with native sheep from my neighbouring exhibitor & that one day is not enough at this event unless you plan beforehand.

Back at the stand, Sylvie, from That Farming Life, came over for a chat which afforded us all much star-struck excitement. Lots of passers-by were keen to share their stories & learn about the breed. The sheep were well behaved throughout the show although I am sure they were all very glad to get home.

Presents for ourselves included a new knife in Sheffield steel, sharpened shears & some new contacts. A few more folk know more about Castlemilk Moorits now too.

In fact, it was a very good day.

I would recommend this agricultural event to anyone particularly interested in sheep or frankly, just interested in our land, animals & heritage. It is not a fairground show, it is the real thing.

Castlemilk Moorit Sheep Society

A society founded in 1983 by the late Mr Joe Henson MBE.

Dedicated to supporting this rare breed.

Address: 50 Rugby Road, Barby, Rugby, Warwickshire, CV23 8UBTel: 01788 891963 Email: