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Welcome to your weekly round-up
of stories from the farmyard.

It's certainly been an unusual
summer so far,

but whether its hot or
not in your back garden,

we have a got a pure escape to the
countryside for you tonight.

Coming up - with former Shetland
stud Jon Bon Pony put out to
pasture,

Rob and Dave are on the lookout
for the next rock star stallion

who's hot to trot and can party all
night. Is he a breeder?

Is he going to get us some foals?

If he doesn't, I'll eat my hat!

We'll be minding our Ps and 05
as we head over to

Lincolnshire, when we find
out about the fascinating science

behind the harvesting of one of the
nation's favourite vegetables.

We've probably only got 24-36 hours
when those peas are at their prime.

And Rob and Dave take a trip
down memory lane as they compete

to land the biggest catch at their
favourite boyhood fishing spot.

Last one to catch a fish
cooks dinner.

And what happens
if we BOTH don't catch a fish?

We both cook dinner.
Sounds all right to me.

Welcome to This Week On The Farm.

Well, as always, it gives us great
pleasure to say a very warm welcome

to brothers Rob and Dave Nicholson
at Cannon Hall Farm in South
Yorkshire.

How are you guys? Great, thanks.
Really well, thanks, Jules.

As always, it's good to see you,

but I'm not holding it in
any longer - we're at the farm!

Yay! We've actually made it!

Do you know what? I can't tell you
how good it is to actually

get here. I only live up the road!
I've been like, "Why can't we go?"

But we're here, we made it.

I mean, it does feel like we have
been with you hand in glove

over the last few weeks, but to
finally be here, see you in person

and be here on the farm, it's just
fabulous. Thank you for having us.

Pleasure. Absolute pleasure. It
feels wonderful to welcome you

to our farm. Talking down the camera
is nothing like this,

it's really great to see you.

Well, we are beyond excited,
and needless to say

we have wasted no time in saying
hello to many of the gorgeous

animals we've been following here on
the farm, over the last few weeks.

The goats have got really big.
I'm so excited!

Look at them!
Oh! Oh, my goodness!

Look at these two
larking about on this playground.

Don't you feel like we're
amongst old friends?

Let's hope they feel like that too!

We finally made it to say hello.

Oh, this is what I've been
waiting for.

These guys are even cuter
in the flesh.

Look at this, it's Ted. Hello, mate.

I think he'd let me do this
all day long.

Although, to be fair, I think the
Donald Trump is a bit harsh.

I'm not the only one ready
to get to the hairdresser!

Well, I've been waiting a long
time for this moment,

and finally I've got to meet
Pony Hadley and his mum, Pony M.

Hello, mate. Good boy.

So this is the famous Millie.
And that is Charles.

I've got to say, Charles is a little
bit calmer than Camilla.

Charles is well behaved.

Jules, this is Kylie.

And that broken leg we saw?
Fully recovered.

Amazing, she looks brilliant.

She's got great LOCOMOTION!

Off you go.

Oh, look at that!

It's so good to see them but we're
really lucky to able... To see

and to feel and to touch and to
smell these animals is just amazing.

I think that's what everyone's
desperate for, isn't it?
It's like Christmas has come early.

It was really good to get to see
Charles and Camilla. What about you?

For me, it's so hard to choose,
lads, to be fair, but Ted, I think.

And when we first saw him
in episode one, getting a fifth

in the online show - I mean, when
you see him now, I challenge

the judges to come back here
with a pocket full of red ribbons

because that's what he deserves.

We said he was a winner then and
he's a winner now.

This is my winner,
and I might be biased,

my little namesake Helen -
she's absolutely gorgeous.

You don't even want this! You've
just come for a cuddle! So, so soft!

Just remind us of her story, Rob,
because it's not been an easy ride,
has it?

We feel blessed that she's with us,

to be honest, Helen, I didn't think
she'd make it - she had such

a compromised immune system, she
crashed several times, and thanks to

the vets and the tenacity of all our
team, we managed to bring her

to this point where she's doing
fabulously well so we're lucky to
have her.

She's definitely in fine form,
so credit to you and yours.

Gorgeous girl.
I think it's fair to say,

it's been a bit of an emotional

roller-coaster with her,
I mean, you've really been through

it, we can see how bound up you were
with her future and her survival.

100%, Jules. You become a little bit
obsessed with animals like that,

they become a fixation, you've
got to do your best to rear them.

And she's one of them, and to get
her to this point is really

pleasing, we're really thrilled.

It's absolutely lovely to see,

especially after everything
you've gone through,

but I think it's fair to say regular
viewers will appreciate that Rob's

relationship with alpacas hasn't
always been plain sailing.

But now he's got this gorgeous new
companion to hand, we thought

what better time for him to indulge
in a little bit of alpaca pampering?

The farm's alpacas are ready
for their annual haircut.

Normally this is Dave's domain,

but, today, Rob's going to be let
loose with the clippers, and there's

a particular lucky lady already
lined up to be his guinea pig.

Right, shall we get Shakira?
Shakira, Shakira!

# Oh, baby, when you talk
like that... #

Come on, let's go.
Not only is this Rob's debut,

but it's also 18-month-old Shakira's
first-ever trip to the salon.

It's Shakira's first time being
sheared.

You can see with her fleece,

there's a lot of it, there's a lot
of fibre there.

The straw's not going

to help us, but she is excitable,
she's a little bit...temperamental

at the moment. She's going to be
a bit of a handful, isn't she, Rob?

Handful or not, Rob makes a start,
with a few helpful tips from Dave.

We don't shear the top of the head.
One good reason,

she's spitting like a good 'un at
the moment. We don't shear the tail,

we want to look fancy so,
leave a pompom on the tail, a nice

bobbly head, and we're going to
leave the wool on the legs as well.

So far, so good,
the clippers are working nicely,

the fibres coming off really well...

I'm happy.

You can see there,
there's a real fleece on here,

a real depth of fibre,
it's great quality, it's super soft,

it would make some lovely underpants
for you, David.

Underpants, really? I tell you what,

they'd be warm in winter, wouldn't
they?

Never mind winter - this job is
all about getting Shakira

ready for summer,
and to stop her overheating.

So far, so good
for Rob's first time.

I think I might leave Rob
to the clipping

and I'll do the holding from now on.

High praise indeed from
Cannon Hall's king of the shearers,

but, to be fair to Dave,

he's more used to de-fleecing
a different kind of animal.

Shearing a sheep is totally
different, it's a

one-man job, you don't want
two people at all.

Shakira's getting unsettled
with the noise

and vibrations from the clippers.
Luckily,

they can be put away, as Rob adds
a final flourish with the scissors.

I'm really proud of the job I've
made. I think she looks good.

She can look better. I just need
another half hour, just fine-tuning.

Half hour?! Rob's showing off now,
he's done a good job,

but I think he's milking it a bit.
I'm reasonably happy with that.

I think Shakira
looks like a rock star,

and I think she'll feel a lot better
when the sun comes out.

She looks good, doesn't she?
Shall we pop her back in?

Yep. Come on, then.
Come on, Shakira.

Wow, Dave, more dad dancing! We just
cannot stop you! But I've

got to say, Shakira looks amazing,
she's a Showstopper! Good job.

I was really pleased, actually,
Helen, far better than I expected -

That's not bad. I've been trying
to cut my hair for the last three

months and made a proper shambles
of it! You could have the job now!

I'll cut your hair any time, Jules.
But not like a poodle, please,

thanks all the same!

Why have you waited 20 years
for your first alpaca shearing?

You don't have a dog
and bark yourself.

David is our alpaca shearer,
and it's going to stay that way.

No, no, no. But it's the first time
Shakira was sheared, shorn,

how did you know when to give it
a go? Was it based on age or...?

It does really, we never shear
an alpaca in the first year, it's

always in the second year, and
when the weather's getting a little

bit warmer, so they're not going
to feel a chill.

The timing was perfect, Jules,
actually,

it came off like a hot knife
through butter.

Well, I'm pretty sure
it's your job from now on, Rob,

she looks sensational.
Just don't do mine, thanks.

Right, still to come tonight, we'll
see how Rob and Dave get on when

they try to encourage a newborn
Highland calf to feed from its mum.

We just need to get some milk
off her, make sure the teats are

working and flowing, and then we'll
hopefully get the calf drinking.

And they take a road trip
to Scotland to go

shopping for a Shetland.

Well, it's been four months since
we last did something like this.

It seems like a lifetime ago.

It'll be nice to get out
of the farm.

Join us in a few minutes' time
for more from This Week On The Farm.

Welcome back to This Week On The
Farm.

Now, as you can see, this week...

Sorry, no sudden movements, Emma -
I know, I'm in your world.

This week, we are actually on the
farm, up close and personal to Rob,

Dave and their hundreds of animals,
including the gorgeous Highland

cows. You are looking sensational,
my love, but recently Rob and Dave

had a bit of a concern about
one of your friends, didn't they?

Highland cow Fern is a firm
farm favourite.

Even more so since she scooped a 1st
place at the Great Yorkshire Show
last year.

She recently gave birth to what Rob

and Dave hope will be
another prize-winner.

But daughter Bonnie, now two days
old, has so far failed

to feed from her mum, so some gentle
encouragement is required.

We've let the calf get a couple of
hours beyond its feed time,

so now it's hungry.

We need it to be hungry,
so it's going to suck the teat.

If this goes well, in an hours'
time, it could have a tummy full

of its mum's milk and everything
could be plain sailing. If it

goes badly, we could have a calf
to feed for the next few months.

Fern weighs in at 1,300lb,

and with two fairly pointy looking
horns to worry about, Rob and Dave

are going to put her in a cattle
crush, to help keep themselves safe.

They use Bonnie as bait to get Fern
where they want her.

Just mind them horns, Dave.
I know.

You shut that gate behind you

and we'll use that... I'll hold the
calf here to entice her through.

Right, she's going to be
coming in a minute. Come on, flower.

Right, she's coming. Yeah, come on.

Right, she's in.

First bit of the process
successfully completed.

I've got a hungry calf, we've got
a mum that's contained.

We just need to get some milk off
her make sure the teats are working

and flowing, and then we'll
hopefully get the calf drinking.

Even when confined,
Fern is not playing ball...

Give, up, lass.

...and Dave risks a broken arm

to confirm she actually has
some milk for Bonnie to drink.

Right, she's letting me do that,
that's good.

So now it's down to Bonnie.

But Rob still needs to coerce her.

Need to get this in a bit further.
Go on.

LOUD MOOING

Shall I push calf a little bit?
All right? Tell me when.

Right, we're on.

Just keep nice and calm.

Going really well,
calf's drinking nicely,

Fern's doing fabulously, touch wood.

Now hopefully the penny will have
dropped and the deal will be sealed.

Persistence pays off,

but the boys can't put Fern
in the crush every meal time.

I'm now watching with anticipation
to see

if the calf's going to take on
what we've taught it

and feed for itself. At the moment
it's still not doing -

it's trying to feed from behind,
and that's not the normal way.

It's two steps forward, one back,
so the brothers try again.

Now we've got some pressure off
Fern's udder,

we feel confident that we can put
her on the halter and then I can

guide the calf onto the teat.

We're hoping now she's not going to
kick, this is the big test.

Steady, girl, steady, steady.

Finally, Bonnie's feeding from Fern,

a Highland cow not normally known
for her patience.

This is the perfect scenario.

This calf now is drinking away on
Fern, it's going to empty that teat,

hopefully it will move onto another,
and hopefully that's job done.

We don't want to be in here again.
We can leave that little calf

and Fern to crack on
and enjoy a brilliant summer.

Rob, I don't know about a pot of
tea - I'm going to have a cold one

to celebrate,
cos Fern's clone ever so well.

What a happy ending, and it's great
to see that Fern and Bonnie seem

to be doing well, so far, but Fern's
not a first-time mum -

we've met Ted, her son, lots of
times - what was the problem there?

I think the calf was a little bit
small, just lacked a bit of power,

and Fern had got an udder
full of milk, and she was a little

bit tender - just a combination of
those things, I think, Helen.

How quickly did Bonnie need to get
that milk?

Ideally, the first four or five
hours, cos the colostrum starts

to degrade after that,

so it's very important that we get
that milk into the calf.

But it's not just the milk, is it?
I mean, that bond between calf and

mum is so important so you don't end
up in a sort of rejection scenario.

I think, Jules, that first drink is
important to help establish

the bond as well as give the calf
the nutrition and immunity it needs.

Fern is looking in fine form, of
course she's a prize-winner -

any signs that Bonnie
could do the same?

I've got high hopes. She's looking
good, she's got the right shape,

she moves well - really, a bit like
me on the dance floor!

Save it, save those moves!

Nothing is quite like you
on the dance floor!

Fern and Bonnie are sensational,
but there's something else in here

that's caught my eye.
I make no secret on the fact

I love those pygmy goats - I'm
desperate to sneak one home with me!

Now, earlier this year you guys
built a goat playground.

I was gutted we couldn't come
and see it.

So let's remind ourselves of
Rob and Dave's hard work.

It all started... Right, remember
Dave, measure twice, cut once.

I got it, Rob.

...with the boys getting busy
in the farm workshop.

I don't know about the A Team, Rob.

I think we're the B Team.

Then it was all hands on deck
to get the grand design in place...

...before a thorough testing...
I'm here.

...by the biggest kid on the farm.

And then slide down this one.

I just love them.

I could watch them all day long -
I think they're so funny.

Have you got any particular
characters in there at the minute?

I think they're all characters,
Helen, really,

goats have got a unique personality,
they just love to entertain

and we really love them on there.

But is it really just for the young
kids? What about the grown-ups too?

Do you mean like David?

They can all have a go, can't they?

Yeah, I mean, I'm tempted! Look at
them, it's just lovely seeing them

up there just hanging out.
LOUD MOOING

Fern, you've had your moment!
I think she's into it too!

You'd have to get some serious
steel in to build a playground

for her to trot over, wouldn't you?

It'd be a big 'un! Now, the little
kids are entertaining and playful,

but it's a characteristic that

it seems like they don't grow out
of as they get older.

Stanley and Gloria
are an inseparable pair of goats.

If there's mischief to be made,
they're never far away.

And their stubborn ways can prove
problematic

when it comes to trimming
their feet.

Right, Stanley, just be careful
where your horns are.

It's really important that you trim
the feet regularly - particularly

when they've been inside,
because foot rot can occur,

they can get... What's that other
thing, Dave? Scald.

Scald, yeah, between the toes -
it's kind of an infection,

and that's not nice for them. We're
just giving them an MOT, really.

Stanley's feet are looking OK,
they're ready for doing,

they're not terrible they just need
a general trim.

I just need to be careful,

make sure I don't take too much off,
but it's a fairly routine job.

But things are never really routine
when Stanley's involved.

He's just a heavy lad and he knows
what to do, so he's trying to...

...dig his horns into me
a little bit,

but as long as I support his head
and his neck,

and keep hold of these two feet,
he should be fine.

David and Stanley have got a great
relationship, however they do bicker

a bit, they do row a bit, they don't
exactly see eye-to-eye all the time.

A bit like you and me, you mean?

Exactly. Come on, let's let it go.
Come on.

Come on, Stanley. Good lad.

That wasn't too bad, was it?
What do you think? You happy?

HIGH- PITCHED: "Yes, David."

Stanley, look at him,
butter wouldn't melt now,

but he gave you a run for your
money, Dave, didn't he?

He's a strong goat, he certainly is,
but he's nice natured.

I've got a soft spot for him.

You can never fall out with him.

But you've got some form with him
because, right from the very

beginning, you were bringing him up
from day one, weren't you?

Yeah, we had to bottle-feed him
he's one of those goats

that we had to give a little helping
hand to, and he's so friendly now.

He is fabulous. I mean, he loves
all that attention, doesn't he?

He's an absolute character,
he's the farm's star,

and we wouldn't be without him.
Brilliant.

What about his relationship
with Gloria?

Because it seems like they're quite
friendly, is that normal...?

See you!

Is that normal for a goat to pair up
with one mate for life?

I think everything likes a friend,
Helen, definitely,

and those two have struck up
a bond that's unbreakable,

I think they're friends
for life.

Oh, well, who can blame them?

From one love story to another, you
might remember a few weeks ago...
LOUD MOOING

...Jon Bon Pony - it's a
good tale, isn't it? -

he'd lost that loving feeling,
and after a short spell in his

bachelor pad didn't manage
to reignite his desires,

Rob and Dave were left with no
choice

but to go shopping for a stallion
in Scotland.

Well, Rob, it's been four months

since we last did
something like this.

It seems like a lifetime ago.

It'll be nice to get
out of the farm.

Today's road trip is to bring home
a stallion to pick up

the duties of the once prolific
Jon Bon Pony.

I'm feeling a little bit sad
about getting this stallion, Rob,

because when we got Jon Bon,
I thought

he was going to do that job
for a good, old, long time.

We made a commitment to Jon Bon,

and I feel a little bit
like we're cheating on him.

You let him down - you organised
this, this is your fault.

I feel a little bit like we're
cheating on him,

but we need foals next year,

and I just don't think Jon Bon
is going to rise to the occasion.

While they're not heading
to Shetland for a new Shetland,

the lads are heading
over the border to

Ayrshire in South West Scotland
to meet Elspeth Crawford,

who's been crazy about the breed
since the age of eight.

I just became quite attached
to them.

I don't know what it is,
but they're very addictive.

Stop it!

They get the better of you
they get under your skin,

and having foals is just
so much fun.

She's at your tripod!
ELSPETH CHUCKLES

No!

Rob and Dave are on their way
to see 12-year old Unicorn.

He's had a tough life.
A former rescue case,

Elspeth's worked hard to
restore his trust in people.

He doesn't like the front of his
head touched between his ears.

Doesn't like that at all.

So I'm assuming he's been
sort of hit on the head,

but he really is quite stunning,

and I'm sure they'll be delighted
with him.

Hello! How do you do?

Well, we'll soon find out,
because after a four-hour drive,

Rob and Dave have arrived
in Ayrshire.

You've some lovely stock, I can see.

Yeah, thank you very much.
They're coming down to see us.

I'm quite happy with them.

You're welcome to come in
and see them if you like?

That would be grand. I like the
white one, that's nice.

That's my standard. I've put her
with my standard stallion.

Oh-ho! Good girl. Come on.

They're not usually shy.

They've come for a male, but Rob
seems smitten with this young filly,

could TWO ponies be going back to
Barnsley?

I've found that the lower you get...

The more they like you.

Yeah, yeah. They seem to really
like you down on their level.

They do, they love you to be
at their level. Elspeth, I feel

as though I've made a friend for
life in that foal.

If you do become prepared to part
with it, please give me a call.

This is Unicorn, he's a very lively
little man, as you can see.

Ready for the ladies.
He's got a great mane.

He looks fabulous, doesn't he?
Yeah, he's super.

He is super. I did wonder,

when you've only seen something in a
picture, can they look as good

in real life? And he 100% does.

Oh, he definitely does.
What's his temperament like?

His temperament's fine, he's more
scared of you than anything.

He's nervy, he hyperventilates,
but that's just through his past,

but there's no badness in him.

Is he a breeder?
Is he going to get us some foals?

Definitely. If he doesn't, I'll eat
my hat!

THEY CHUCKLE

I'm sure he's going to be really
happy in Barnsley with our ponies

and we're going to give him
a great life.

Oh, fantastic. I think our ponies
are going to be really happy

with him, 100%. Superb.

The deal is sealed, and Unicorn is
loaded up for the journey south,

but has he got every attribute
needed to take

the crown from the farm's
king of rock and roll, Jon Bon Pony?

I think his hair is actually better
than Jon Bon's. Yeah. I think,

yeah,
he looks a proper little rock star.

But Unicorn isn't really
a rock star name, Rob.

Perhaps he needs a stage name?
Sounds good to me.

What do you think? I think Unicorn
is his everyday name

and, I don't know,

Ozzy 'Orsebourne?
I like that - Ozzy 'Orsebourne!

And we'll find out what
happened to the fabulously named

Ozzy Horsebourne when he arrived
at the farm a little bit later on.

And also,
still to come - PEAS in our time.

It's a race against the clock to
harvest a freezer favourite.

It's like the flag getting dropped
at the Grand Prix -

everybody's off,
you've got to get those times right.

And it's tales from the river bank,
when brothers Rob

and Dave indulge in a fishing
trip down memory lane.

I hope I don't get tangled.

It's like riding a bike - you
never forget. OK.

That's when we return
in a few minutes' time

for more
from This Week On The Farm.

Insight into the farming fraternity.

Now, I'm thrilled to say that we're
actually back at Cannon Hall Farm

in South Yorkshire, and very shortly
we can see how brothers Rob and Dave

got on when they stopped farming for
a few hours and went and did

a spot of fishing. First, though,
have you ever wondered how these

get turned into these? Think it's
a simple process?

Get ready to witness an epic
race against time.

Britons simply cannot get
enough of their peas.

Every year
we eat an average of 9,000 each.

Together, that's enough to fill
the Royal Albert Hall.

That's a lot of peas for farmers
like Ian Watson to harvest,

in a very short space of time.

We've probably only got 24-36 hours
when those

peas are at their prime, that we
have to be in there to harvest them.

We run 24 hours a day,
7 days a week,

for six to eight weeks a year,
whatever the weather.

If it's raining, we're going,
if it's blowing, we're going.

With such a tight window
of opportunity, when to start

harvesting is the most-important
decision of Ian's day, every day.

Pods are nice and green, the peas
are nice and green within there, and

you can tell, very juicy.

Very fresh, very sweet.

This one's a slightly older pod,
a bit more yellow to it,

and the peas are a lot bigger in
there. Not quite so easily squeezed.

Thankfully, there's a bit
of technology to help Ian make

the crucial call.

A sample of each crop is taken back
to HQ and is tested,

scientifically, for tenderness.

All the decision making is
based around this machine in here.

It measures the tenderness of the
peas by crushing the peas with

this series of blades, then there's
a tensiometer behind them, measures

the resistance it takes, and that
gives us a digital reading,

what the Tr of the peas are
that we put in.

This is the make or break
of the operation,

really. If the reading here's
too high, out of synch,

not what we're expecting on the
day, then we really have to make

different plans for what we're going
to do.

It's fingers crossed on this one,
that all that planning we've done

since last September through to
February, to when we drill them,

through to today, when we're hoping
to harvest them, and this machine

is going to tell us if we've got it
right or if we've got it wrong.

We're hoping for anywhere between
90 and 130.

We've got a reading here of 99.3 Tr,

so we're spot on. Today's the day
we have to go.

The hot weather means this crop
needs harvesting immediately,

so it's straight back to the field.

It's like the flag getting
dropped at the Grand Prix -

everybody's off and you've got to
get those times right.

Are you there, Tom, is it going OK?

Yeah, good.

If we can just keep that speed up,
that'll be fine, thank you.

These specialist pea viner machines
cost nearly half a million

pounds each - a useful bit of kit in
a race against time for driver Rob.

This machine, the picker is
basically like a pea vacuum

that sucks the peas up

into the machine
and then it gets pressed through

loads of rollers, which push the
peas out. They go in buckets

into the tank, and then

I empty into the trailer, then it
goes into the lorry to the factory.

It is amazing how they get the peas
out, considering the size

to everything in the machine. It is
a fantastic piece of kit.

Every pea from this field needs

to be at the factory in under
two and a half hours.

Yeah, absolutely spot on,
that's fine, well done.

And every single year,
Ian and his team grow and harvest

an incredible 6,000 tonnes of peas
to be frozen or canned.

It's more of an adrenaline rush that
anything else, growing peas,

it's just once it's in your system,
you can't get it out.

Well, I'm delighted to say Ian joins
us now from the Lincolnshire Wolds.

Ian, it is such a race against time,
when it comes to picking peas,

isn't it? It is, yeah, it's

a 24-hours-a-day, seven-day-a-week
operation, come clay or night,

we have to be there, dark or
daylight, we're there.

But the sense of relief you must
feel when, finally,

the race is over and the harvest is
in must be immeasurable.

Oh, it's a huge relief, it's like
the end of a marathon - it's there,

it's over, it's done with
for another year

and all the planning can start again
for the following season.

That's the thing, cos you
referred to it as a marathon

but that eight weeks is
more like a sprint,

you're crazy busy for eight weeks -
how does the rest of the year pan
out?

One the pea viner season has
finished,

the harvest season's finished, it's
then planning

for the next season so before we've
even finished harvesting the peas

for this harvest, we know where the
fields are coming for for next year.

We have to look at the fields,
select the seed, meet with

the processors to see where we're
going to be going next with

tonnages and things, so it's a huge

planning operation just for eight
weeks.

I was fascinated by the level of
science, I mean, the tenderometer

is an astonishing little machine.

Yeah, it's very advanced
piece of equipment, it is the key

to our operation, the technology
there has improved vastly

over the last few years. It used to
be an old machine

with a big brass scale, a needle

and big weight hanging from it that
used to swing and crush the peas!

But now it's gone very computerised
and electronic,

it's much more technical.

Ian, you are literally surrounded
by peas, morning, noon and night.

Do you get sick of the sight
of them, or when you go home,

do you love a side of peas
with everything?

I'm not very keen on a side of peas
during pea season, although

it is nice to take some fresh ones
home for Sunday lunch, but they're

a great British tradition, everybody
loves peas,

and you can't get bored of them.

Thank you so much for your time,
Ian, we will never take

the tenderness of peas for granted
again. Good luck, thank you, Ian.

Well done. That's fantastic
to hear, Helen, thank you.

Well, there's no doubt it's a busy
old life being a farmer,

what with all those 4am starts,
back-breaking field work

and, of course, having to care for
all those animals night and day,

so it's no surprise
that quite often we find

that Rob and Dave are ANGLING
for a day off.

Rob and Dave Fishing.

It seems like only yesterday, Dave,
we were walking down here.

We never caught a big one,
though, did we? No.

The big one always eluded us.

When Rob and Dave were just
wee tiddlers, and before

agriculture took over their lives,
they used to love to go fishing.

We spent some hours down here, Rob,
we spent a lot of hours

down here, and I'll never forget
you falling in just there.

Yeah. I learnt to swim that day,
didn't I?

Dad was traumatised at the fact
you've fallen in

and we were straight down
to Barnsley baths the week after.

This is where
I caught my first fish.

Just up here.

Not the biggest fish
in the world, was it?

But it felt good at the time!

Down at the stream bottom, we used
to catch bullheads, stone loach,

we even used to catch crayfish. If
we went for the big fish, the trout,

if we caught one of them, then
that was like Christmas, wasn't it?

When the sun's going down that's
the perfect time to cast your line

and just see what you can get.

Dave, I think if we're going to
catch something tonight,

this is the spot. Yeah.

This is where we were always lucky
40 years ago, fishing.

It's changed a bit over the
years. We never blanked here.

This is the one.

With the sun hugging the horizon,
this is a perfect moment

for the brothers to relax after
a tough summer's day of farming.

Right, let's get set-up.

For some, fishing is a hobby,
for some, a way of life.

For Rob, it's a state of mind.

As a fisherman, you're always
hopeful, never confident,

never overconfident, but
you're always hopeful, you always

think the next cast might be
the one,

and this might be your day so, you
never know, this might be our night.

Rob's hopeful of landing a Whopper.

Dave has less confidence
in his tackle.

I've got to be honest,
fly fishing wasn't my thing,

I was more of a coarse fisherman
but I'll give anything a go.

Rob's a bit more experienced
with this than I am.

I hope I don't get tangled.

It's like riding a bike,
you never forget. OK!

Although this is meant to be
a chilled-out evening,

a splash of sibling rivalry is
never far from the surface.

Last one to catch a fish
cooks dinner.

OK, Rob, and what happen
if we both don't catch a fish?

We both cook dinner.
Sounds all right to me.

Dave takes the bait and Rob shows
off his formidable fishing flair.

Really happy with my casting
technique - I've got it right

out there, right where I think
the fish could be.

But Dave is struggling.

Wait a minute, that's not
how you do it.

And that's small fry compared
to his next attempt.

Poor old David's in a spot
of bother!

Caught a twig, Rob. Oh, 'eck.

Well done.

I'm a bit disappointed, to be honest
with you, with my casting technique.

I think I need
a bit of practice.

Only thing I've caught is a twig.

That's not going to feed
these two hungry farmers but,

despite his consummate casting,
Rob's come up empty-handed too.

I think we're going to have to call
it a draw.

I'm having no luck at all.

And I'm snagged in a bush.

Tea time? Yeah, come on.

So, lads, no fish for tea, but
I gather, at the end of the day, you

learned something that added
insult to injury.

We'd had a poacher down
in that pool,

and it turned out to be our brother,
Richard, he'd been down

and caught the only fish in the
pool, and that's why

we couldn't catch anything!

Now, I think we can see a picture of
this fish, there it is - exhibit A.

Richard, it's lovely to meet you
at long last, the lesser-spotted

Nicholson brother.
How do you cope with these two?

Life is just one constant wind-up
with these two.

I don't know how I cope,
to be honest with you.

They're competitive. Are you
competitive as well?

The whole family is competitive.

I have sympathy for your mum. Two
boys is bad enough. Three boys!

But, joking aside, we don't see you
with the animals as much, do we?

Are you involved in the farm?

I am involved with the farm
on the business side.

When I was younger, yeah,
I worked with the animals as well,

but now I enjoy life in the office.
It's a tough old life is farming.

What, getting away from these two,
that's why you like the office?

Are you kind of in charge, then?

CHUCKLING

Look at Dave's face!

We do as we're told.

I wish I was in charge!

I'm sure there are many stories
we could share over a beer, Richard,

if we can find time at the end
of the day,

and hopefully a few more tales
about these two, many of which

I'm sure we can't broadcast,
but I want to hear them anyway.

Oh, absolutely,
I have many stored up!

A bit of fear in Dave's eyes there.

Join us after the break,
when we'll find out if new

kid on the block Ozzy Horsebourne

says yay or nay to his new lady
friends.

He is an absolute better, Rob,

he's everything you
look for in a stallion.

We've got ourselves
another rock star.

The prince of darkness. That's it.

That's when we return in a few
minutes

for more This Week On The Farm.

Now, earlier tonight, we saw Rob

and Dave travel north of the border
to find a new Shetland stallion,

to, well, shall we say
relieve the duties of

poor old Jon Bon Pony here.

Now, the new stud on the block was
given a suitably rock star

name of his own,
so let's see what happened

when Ozzy Horsebourne finally
arrived in South Yorkshire.

You do not want to see this, buddy,
I'd look away now.

Rob and Dave have arrived back
at the farm with Ozzy Horsebourne,

their new Shetland pony stallion,
after a long journey from Scotland.

Stallion travelled really well.

How would you know?! You fell
asleep! I did have a moment.

Ozzy is very much wide awake
as the lads introduce him,

from a distance,
to his new female friends.

Hello, fella!

He looks the part, Rob. He does.

Let's hope he acts the part.

Good boy.

LOUD WHINNYING

I think he likes them.

Look how strong he is.
He's nothing like Jon Bon Pony.

Now, this is what Jon Bon
should have been like.

Like on fire.

He is an absolute better, Rob.

He's everything you look for in a
stallion, and he's super keen,

that's the main thing. We've got
ourselves another rock star.

The prince of darkness. That's it.

And Ozzy will spend a night alone
in his pen ahead of his big moment.

The next morning,

rather than a black Sabbath, it's a
very pleasant Thursday,

and Ozzy Horsebourne is
raring to go.

I think he knows love is in the air.

I've given him a few tips as well,
I've told him to say,

"Your mane's nice, you've got
beautiful eyes."

Just see if he's up to the job now.

Come on.

Rob and Ruth have brought
two of the more dominant

mares down to the paddock, including
Alice, who they think is in season.

Ozzy is chomping at the bit
to meet them.

Steady down, lad.
Mare ready!

Stallion ready!

Three, two, one, release!

And Ozzy doesn't disappoint,
but Alice is not happy with him

giving her friend, um,
shall we say, attention?

Give up! Hey!

Alice, go on.

Keep her away, Dave. I've got it.

Well, that was incredible,
my mare was actually in season,

and Alice took it upon herself
to try and protect her

from the stallion, even though the
mare was receptive to the stallion,

so we need to get Alice caught,
get her out the way,

and leave true love
to take its course.

Let's get Alice caught, Dave.

Oh, hang on, he's mating Alice now!

Oh, 'eck.

That's why Alice was cross -
she wanted mating first!

It's incredible. Who could have
predicted this?

Ozzy is just the ultimate stallion.

He's doing his job well. He
certainly seems a hit with the
ladies.

No wining and dining from Ozzy,
he's straight down to business.

As the curtain comes down on
an impressive debut performance,

it's safe to say Ozzy Horsebourne
has been successfully

inducted into the farm's
rock and roll hall of fame.

When Rob said we're going to
Scotland to pick up

a Shetland stallion up, I thought,
"Can't he find one a bit closer?"

You said it about ten times, to the
point I was getting really annoyed.

But seeing him today,
Ozzy has bossed the situation,

he's done the job
where other stallions have failed,

and it was a drive well worth doing.

Wow, I don't know what the
appropriate reaction is to that,

No, we like a road trip, Helen,
and I think it was time well spent

and diesel well spent,
we're really happy with him.

Well, he's pretty much settled in,
isn't he? He must be very happy

with himself after that performance!
Delighted at how he's moved in.

I think all the mares are delighted
as well, he's one of the family now.

But there was a bit of jealously
there, wasn't there?

The pecking order within the pack
obviously has to be sorted out,

I didn't appreciate how nuanced
it was.

Yeah, we took advice on this,
and Alice is our dominant mare,

and it was important that she had
sort of first dibs on him, really.

And she was a little miffed when
he went for one of the other mares
first,

so they sorted the quarrel out.
Thankfully he was able to

accommodate both of them... Thank
you, I wondered what you were going

to say there! ..and they're
best of friends again now.

So, what happens,
he's clearly into the ladies,

but what if the ladies aren't
into him?

Well, when they come into season,
it's a different story, he'll

use his charm and everything else,

and he'll get on with his job.
But they have

to come into season. If not, there's
a little bit of kicking going off.

Oh, so she'lljust boot him?

Oh, yeah, they'll tell him
they're not interested.

She'll kick him away, and that's the
message to him to drop back

and give them some space. Pick his
moment. Exactly, wait

right for the right time, Jules.

Is it too early to know
how many of these are now in foal?

We think that they're all pregnant,

he's worked his way around them,
he's used his charms.

He's worked his magic. And he's no
worse for wear, is he? He hasn't
broken sweat, I don't think!

He's taken a few
blows along the way,

but I think the pursuit of true love
sometimes came with a little

bit of danger,
and he's thankfully coped with that.

He's absolutely gorgeous,
his colouring is beautiful.

But what about Jon Bon,
how is he dealing with all of this?

Jon Bon's got Alice to keep him
company now,

and they're getting on really well.
He's happy in his retirement.

It's hard to imagine, though. We've
followed Jon Bon so closely - to see

the king knocked off his perch,
albeit by a fabulous replacement,

but, nonetheless, poor old Jon Bon.
My heart does go out to him.

Long live the new king,
Jules, I'm afraid.

All hail, Ozzy. Well done, you,
mate. The new star.

I absolutely love him, he's
gorgeous. Sorry, Jon Ben, I love

you as well, but it's because of
stories like Ozzy's that you

guys have really got swept up in,
I've got some good news to share.

LOUD MOOING
This should have been the last
programme in the series,

but I'm being heckled by...
Who is over there?

Emma the Highland cow, I'm afraid.

Emma, we'll get you into
the next two episodes because,

the thing is, we have been granted
an extra two episodes. This should

have been the end of the series,

but thanks to you, thanks
to your support...

Emma, you will be involved!
..we're going to run on
for another two weeks!

Thank you for watching the show,

thank you for all your support
on social media, and for sharing

our passion for all the animals that
we've had the chance to get to know

over the last few weeks and, as
Helen said,

we've got two more weeks to come, so

who knows what will happen? Boys,
thank you, as ever, for having us
at your place.

Pleasure. Two more weeks, same time,
same place, for more

This Week On The Farm. All that's
left is to say goodnight.

Say goodnight, boys. Goodnight,
boys. Goodnight, boys.

Nice wave! You can't produce them!

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