Every year in the spring, farmers seek Veterinary medicine students to help them with lambing sheep. This is a third-year course that I had not taken yet, but when another vet student asked if I would like to go lambing sheep in England, I immediately said YES and bought the bundle lambing and was on my way to lambing sheep in England.
The farm was in Redditch close to the birthplace of Shakespeare Staton-Upon-Avon and Birmingham. I got there by traveling to London with Eurolines from Utrecht and taking the bus there to Birmingham (again Eurolines). In Birmingham I took the local bus to Redditch and from there the farm picked me up to the farm.
When I arrived the farmer turned out not to have slept for nights, because the sheep were lambing. He casually announced that I was going to have to hold the fort tonight and the farmer was going to sleep. He said not to wake him up. I went through the bundle once more and started the evening in good spirit.
The first sheep to lamb the young was turned in the womb. I called the farmer and angry that he was. He really didn’t want to be waken up at night. From then on, I learned very fast to lamb the sheep and didn’t wake the farmer anymore at night. I had the night shift for 40 days and saw about 250 lambs being born.
A beautiful spectacle at night, those sheep and lambs, but disastrous for my day and night rhythm. A beautiful experience, I would do it again. I just don’t know if I remember the details of lambing sheep.