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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.

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