I have recently returned from a week's visit to Treginnis Isaf near St Davids in the company of 26 10-year-old schoolchildren. The location was idyllic, the weather surprisingly mild and the staff kindness itself. We milked goats, fed pigs, collected freshly laid eggs, groomed horses, checked sheep, dug up and prepared carrots for our dinner, gathered brambles (or blackberries as the English insist on calling them) and created assemblages from flotsam and jetsam from the nearby beach. In short we experienced a way of life that has all but disappeared from our city-centred existence and it was wonderful. The children, in general, and a few in particular, responded enthusiastically to the opportunity to see, touch, smell and taste things for the very first time. I hope that, even if only in a few cases, it will not be the last.
Personal highlights included milking a goat, leading a donkey and several interesting conversations with the farmer on the state of modern British farming.
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