Defined By Five Words – The Intrepid Wool Grower

Defined By Five Words – The Intrepid Wool Grower

I have never been, nor will I ever be, a slavish follower of fashion fads and trends. In fact, I will contrarily go and do the exact opposite. It’s because I do not understand why people unquestioningly do what others do, or feel the need to emulate what some celeb...
Worrying About Wording – The Intrepid Wool Grower

Worrying About Wording – The Intrepid Wool Grower

Sadly, every year, a number of members of the public, while walking across fields, get attacked by cows. This most commonly happens when the cows have calves at foot and therefore their maternal, protective instincts are on steroids. The outcome is rarely good and the...
Let’s Stop Kidding Ourselves – The Intrepid Wool Grower

Let’s Stop Kidding Ourselves – The Intrepid Wool Grower

There are ruffled feathers among the Australian wool community. This is because Woolnews’ latest update (March 19) asks: is it acceptable for a non-wool product to market itself as vegan wool? The product is three parts cotton and the balance a weed called calotropis....
A Case of Too Much Information – The Intrepid Wool Grower

A Case of Too Much Information – The Intrepid Wool Grower

A good deal of personalised customer interaction lies at the heart of how we run Southdown Duvets. In a conscious decision to avoid the automated, soulless and often highly unsatisfactory way online retail sales have evolved in recent years, we encourage our customers...
Strictly By Mutual Consent – The Intrepid Wool Grower

Strictly By Mutual Consent – The Intrepid Wool Grower

Let’s get this straight. You never own a Maremma Sheepdog. From the outset, you and the dog harmoniously agree to symbiotically co-exist under one roof and if you cannot accept that, avoid this breed. My Cal is a perfect example and to illustrate my point, look no...
The Day I Nearly Hit A Stranger – The Intrepid Wool Grower

The Day I Nearly Hit A Stranger – The Intrepid Wool Grower

I was on an early morning train from Petersfield to London, Waterloo – just over an hour’s journey. Having already enjoyed my mug of tea before leaving the house, I settled down on the train to enjoy the second mug. It was only after I had drained that cup, did the...

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