Ok so college ended a few weeks ago and I passed my course, but not only did I pass my course I got a distinction woooooooohoooooooo!!!!!
Our two Suffolk mares Issie and Rosie both popped out filly foals and both babies are doing really well. Alison says that Annie, Isabella’s foal is about 14 hh and she is only just two months old and I don’t think Annabella Rosie's foal is much shorter.
We took Rosie and Annabella to their first show at the weekend and neither were placed but they both behaved fantastically. Rosie wasn’t going to let Mum plait her but she would let me, even though I cant plait too well. Had a good giggle and I think daddy had a good day bonus!! It is days like this that I know my Daddy is still there but things have changed so much these memories must be treasured.
Last week we went to a heavy horse auction and that was a good day too, Daddy got a set of shafts for £1 loads of chains and stuff and I bought a fert spreader and a set of harrows for under £50 result . Times like this Daddy almost smiles again but i know he is so so sad and sore wish I had a magic wand, also wish Mum had a car of her own because that is the biggest issues we have in the house. And the fact I haven’t passed my driving test and I really need too is also causing problems.
I have decided that I am going to rent a farm myself if there is one out there somewhere that has what we need. Daddy isnt well enough to do too much and taking on a farm until he is feeling better is silly but the charity being stuck where it is has dragged mum and dad down. My job to help them back up me thinks. I have written to loads of places and maybe just maybe someone will read my article and say actually fred down the road has a place that is right up their street. What do you think
Dear Sirs
Firstly, please let me introduce myself, my name is Niamh Finlay Howe and I am 18 years old. I have just completed my Level II Diploma in Agriculture and desperately want to find a farm to rent but not just for myself.
My step dad is a war veteran who served as a fighting soldier for over 20 years in the British Army, he is registered disabled now but has farming in his blood and loves nothing more than pottering around the farm, driving tractors or feeding the pigs. This year my step dad had the biggest fight of his life he suffered a Type A Aortic dissection and has spent the last three months fighting for his life. Thankfully he is recovering slowly but may never fully recover. Dad set up a charity about six years ago which offers homeless veterans medium term accommodation on a residential care farm and funded everything from his own pension. While he was in hospital our landlord has decided they are retiring and placed the farm on the market so we need to relocate and quickly.
Dad has a dream to relocate the charity enabling him to provide shelter for more than one or two homeless veterans at any one time and be able to teach them farming skills. However, we have a huge problem finding a farm to rent that suits our requirements is proving impossible. I know that there must be somewhere out there and hope that we find it before my dad’s health becomes too poor to appreciate it.
I want to farm the land and have a mixed farm with rare breed sheep, cattle and pigs and use our heavy horses to work in conjunction with modern machinery. The farm needs to have a three bedroomed house and a landlord that would be willing to let us place log cabins or static caravans on site to provide accommodation for the veterans in our care. We have a good viable business plan we just need a chance.
I know that I am asking the impossible but really hope you would publish this plea and maybe find us our farm. We don’t even mind where it is from South Yorks to Cornwall or from the east coast to the Welsh borders. I just want to see a very special man fulfil his dreams as well as me being able to prove my worth as a farmer.
Please, if you can publish my plea I would be extremely grateful and I do know that I am asking so much but want to see this wonderful man enjoying his time farming and helping other veterans.
Many thanks
Our two Suffolk mares Issie and Rosie both popped out filly foals and both babies are doing really well. Alison says that Annie, Isabella’s foal is about 14 hh and she is only just two months old and I don’t think Annabella Rosie's foal is much shorter.
We took Rosie and Annabella to their first show at the weekend and neither were placed but they both behaved fantastically. Rosie wasn’t going to let Mum plait her but she would let me, even though I cant plait too well. Had a good giggle and I think daddy had a good day bonus!! It is days like this that I know my Daddy is still there but things have changed so much these memories must be treasured.
Last week we went to a heavy horse auction and that was a good day too, Daddy got a set of shafts for £1 loads of chains and stuff and I bought a fert spreader and a set of harrows for under £50 result . Times like this Daddy almost smiles again but i know he is so so sad and sore wish I had a magic wand, also wish Mum had a car of her own because that is the biggest issues we have in the house. And the fact I haven’t passed my driving test and I really need too is also causing problems.
I have decided that I am going to rent a farm myself if there is one out there somewhere that has what we need. Daddy isnt well enough to do too much and taking on a farm until he is feeling better is silly but the charity being stuck where it is has dragged mum and dad down. My job to help them back up me thinks. I have written to loads of places and maybe just maybe someone will read my article and say actually fred down the road has a place that is right up their street. What do you think
Dear Sirs
Firstly, please let me introduce myself, my name is Niamh Finlay Howe and I am 18 years old. I have just completed my Level II Diploma in Agriculture and desperately want to find a farm to rent but not just for myself.
My step dad is a war veteran who served as a fighting soldier for over 20 years in the British Army, he is registered disabled now but has farming in his blood and loves nothing more than pottering around the farm, driving tractors or feeding the pigs. This year my step dad had the biggest fight of his life he suffered a Type A Aortic dissection and has spent the last three months fighting for his life. Thankfully he is recovering slowly but may never fully recover. Dad set up a charity about six years ago which offers homeless veterans medium term accommodation on a residential care farm and funded everything from his own pension. While he was in hospital our landlord has decided they are retiring and placed the farm on the market so we need to relocate and quickly.
Dad has a dream to relocate the charity enabling him to provide shelter for more than one or two homeless veterans at any one time and be able to teach them farming skills. However, we have a huge problem finding a farm to rent that suits our requirements is proving impossible. I know that there must be somewhere out there and hope that we find it before my dad’s health becomes too poor to appreciate it.
I want to farm the land and have a mixed farm with rare breed sheep, cattle and pigs and use our heavy horses to work in conjunction with modern machinery. The farm needs to have a three bedroomed house and a landlord that would be willing to let us place log cabins or static caravans on site to provide accommodation for the veterans in our care. We have a good viable business plan we just need a chance.
I know that I am asking the impossible but really hope you would publish this plea and maybe find us our farm. We don’t even mind where it is from South Yorks to Cornwall or from the east coast to the Welsh borders. I just want to see a very special man fulfil his dreams as well as me being able to prove my worth as a farmer.
Please, if you can publish my plea I would be extremely grateful and I do know that I am asking so much but want to see this wonderful man enjoying his time farming and helping other veterans.
Many thanks
As I said in my last blog this will be my last blog maybe for ever or maybe until I feel a little more confident about things. There has been so many ups and downs this year, with some wonderful things happening but some things I really dont feel comfortable about. If I tried to explain I may sound ungrateful or jealous and that really isnt the case.
Lots of good things have come out of Daddy being ill, he has started speaking to one of his sons and seen his granddaughters, mostly thanks to Mum asking him too. He has made some new friends and seen some old friends that he thought were just face book buddies now. I can never say a big enough thank you to all his friends for the lovely messages and the support they gave my mum. These lovely men and women havent even met my Mum, would have walked past her in the street and not known who she was, but they still sent her messages, prayers and were there for her through some really horrible times. Thank you!
There have been some awful days too, seeing Daddy so ill, being threatened and feeling scared to stay in the house alone, knowing there are some really horrible people who want to destroy people even when the people they want to hurt have more than enough to deal with. Bullies are pathetic and that is all these people are. Well done you people, I hope you are so proud of yourselves and I really hope you enjoy your sad little lives because believe me, that is how you will end up sad and lonely. There is one thing that you should know, while you have spent years doing whatever it is you do, me and my Mum have been there for Tony, we haven't missed a birthday, Christmas or Father's Day. We have been there everytime he is ill, help him dress, washed him, held his hand when he has been scared and helped him deal with his nightmares. You can all say whatever you want, bully me and Mum, but we will always be better people than you for that if nothing else. You have nothng on us, we can hold our heads high and if Daddy had lost his fight we would have had no regrets and can say we were there through thick and thin and even thicker.
I have nothng left to loose now thanks to these lovely people, so this blog will say more than normal
Lots of good things have come out of Daddy being ill, he has started speaking to one of his sons and seen his granddaughters, mostly thanks to Mum asking him too. He has made some new friends and seen some old friends that he thought were just face book buddies now. I can never say a big enough thank you to all his friends for the lovely messages and the support they gave my mum. These lovely men and women havent even met my Mum, would have walked past her in the street and not known who she was, but they still sent her messages, prayers and were there for her through some really horrible times. Thank you!
There have been some awful days too, seeing Daddy so ill, being threatened and feeling scared to stay in the house alone, knowing there are some really horrible people who want to destroy people even when the people they want to hurt have more than enough to deal with. Bullies are pathetic and that is all these people are. Well done you people, I hope you are so proud of yourselves and I really hope you enjoy your sad little lives because believe me, that is how you will end up sad and lonely. There is one thing that you should know, while you have spent years doing whatever it is you do, me and my Mum have been there for Tony, we haven't missed a birthday, Christmas or Father's Day. We have been there everytime he is ill, help him dress, washed him, held his hand when he has been scared and helped him deal with his nightmares. You can all say whatever you want, bully me and Mum, but we will always be better people than you for that if nothing else. You have nothng on us, we can hold our heads high and if Daddy had lost his fight we would have had no regrets and can say we were there through thick and thin and even thicker.
I have nothng left to loose now thanks to these lovely people, so this blog will say more than normal