My Dad, Thomas Brian Meehan dipping sheep on the farm `Patunga` in the late 1950`s. I can clearly remember him doing this smelly job on hot summer days - pushing the sheep under the thick yellow concoction with a hooked pole. My biggest dread was that I might fall in, as it not only smelt bad, but consisted of sulphur and other nasty chemicals - there is Dad, dressed in shorts, socks and boots, no protection at all, not like today . . .
This photo of moi and pet
romney lamb ( can`t recall the name) was taken on a kiwi icon event, Calf Club Day, usually in summer at every country school, ( Te Whakarae, now closed down) in 1950`s and still running. I would have been around 8 or 9 so the year would be early 1960`s. he/she was an obedient lamb by the look of things - leading very nicely ! Growing up on a remote sheep and cattle farm through the 50`s and 60`s was an idyllic life for a child, the tiny country school with 2 rooms and husband and wife teachers never had any more then 20 children, so all classes were in the same room. I will dig out a picture of the school, lots of fond memories. . .
My Dad, Thomas Brian Meehan dipping sheep on the farm `Patunga` in the late 1950`s. I can clearly remember him doing this smelly job on hot summer days - pushing the sheep under the thick yellow concoction with a hooked pole. My biggest dread was that I might fall in, as it not only smelt bad, but consisted of sulphur and other nasty chemicals - there is Dad, dressed in shorts, socks and boots, no protection at all, not like today . . .
This photo of moi and pet romney lamb ( can`t recall the name) was taken on a kiwi icon event, Calf Club Day, usually in summer at every country school, ( Te Whakarae, now closed down) in 1950`s and still running. I would have been around 8 or 9 so the year would be early 1960`s. he/she was an obedient lamb by the look of things - leading very nicely ! Growing up on a remote sheep and cattle farm through the 50`s and 60`s was an idyllic life for a child, the tiny country school with 2 rooms and husband and wife teachers never had any more then 20 children, so all classes were in the same room. I will dig out a picture of the school, lots of fond memories. . .
8 comments:
Unusual and beautiful photos. So, what do they wear for protection now when sheep dipping? I also enjoyed the photos on your previous post of the passiflora. They don't grow as well in Portland, Oregon. Eventually we have a cold winter and they die.
Great photos and memories in these photos.
Such memories. My sister and I had Calf Club lambs and so too my boys. Special memories.
I learned that there really is a process of "sheep dipping" by your post! I thought that was fiction. And how wooly is that one inthe 2nd photo! Thanks for sharing
I had never seen a photo of sheep dipping. I guess I never really thought about what it would look like. Very informative.
Love the photo on your header. I used to be terrified of bees. They still scare me, but I've grown to have so much more respect for them. Now yellow jackets and hornets, well that's another matter. They're just bugs with bad attitudes.
Bees are lovely.
Your dad looks as though he's enjoying his work. 20 pupils in the school! I thought my school was small, with 42, including three teachers and two ladies who cooked lunches.
Fabulous photos and the memories match them so well. A perfect post for our 50th Sepia Saturday
I don't know anything about raising sheep.... If the stuff the sheep were dipped in was dangerous for people, was it also dangerous for sheep? What did it do for the sheep? Did they go all the way under?
I love the little lamb you are leading. He/she looks so cuddlable!
Very interesting post. Thanks.
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