Owning alpacas seems to be quite an in thing these days, it's not the first little wooly group I've encountered on my travels round here; they are at Farndon, a quiet lane in Balderton and some on the way to Lincoln.
There are probably other enclaves, plotting the day when they might unite and overthrow their human masters and take over the world. In the meantime, according to the British Alpaca Society;
"the production of quality assured alpaca fibre outside of South America has huge potential in the European marketplace."
Which means that UK Alpaca-ists will probably face trade embargoes and massive ruminant wool tarrifs now that we've left the EU.
Still my mother adores them and the merest glimpse of an alpaca sends her into overload. So I'll show her these pictures after I've finished writing this.
All text and images copyright CreamCrackeredNature 05.10.16
I adore them too Si - just as much as I adore my jumper which is part-alpaca wool.
ReplyDeleteLovely photos of the alpaca's - your mum will adore them :)
ReplyDeleteThanks! Pity white post farm a bit much for her these days, having said that alpacas don't like being petted, as I understand it.
ReplyDeleteDo you know Simon, I just don't like them! Can't help it, and I like almost every animal, but alpacas leave me cold...very strange.
ReplyDeleteLovely shots. Like sheep it's hard to find them with their heads out of the grass.
ReplyDeleteAlpaca's are cuddly, love them.
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