Greasy grimy goat farmer

I have been working on this goat farm for three days and we finally have running water! Only problem is it is freezing cold water...needless to say I plan on showering soon..three days of working with goats all day makes you smell like well, a goat.
It has been really fun so far though, every morning at around 8:30am I get up and drink tea with Ed the owner of the farm then we head down to the north end of his property and let the goats out of their pen after we put grain down in the milking room. While the first set of goats chow down on a oat, barley and soybean mix I milk the goats. Today I was milking one named Minty and Ed kept on saying brilliant, grand, splendid, and other terms that basically mean good job....so I guess I can milk the goats alright. After feeding and milking two sets of goats we get Buddy who is the runt of all the kidds and therefore the most adorable one and let him milk off of a goat named Jammer because his mother abandoned him. I spent a lot of my Easter hanging out with Buddy and the rest of the herd while they wandered around the huge hills of rocks that have amazing views of the Atlantic Ocean. The views literally take your breath away when you get past the hills. After setting the herd out for the day I go back into the milking room and wash it all out with water...which has involved walking across the property to the one working tap on the farm. Then I brush out everything the goats left behind and get things set for the next morning. The rest of the day involves doing odd jobs for Ed and watching after the goats and then the best part which is taking long walks around then Island and seeing these amazing views. Occasionally tourists will show up too and we sell them goat ice cream...yum?...t-shirts, postcards, and other touristy things.
The great thing is that throughout the day everything will stop and Ed will say "Ah isn't it about time for tea then?" and we will leave the goats and make tea and sit and talk for a half hour over really great tea. Another amazing thing about this farm is that Ed is blind...he is an amazingly intelligent person and doing this job without being able to see is really impressive. It is a real testament to the power/will power of an individual...plus he is cool because he was on Britain's list of threats to the state for protesting the Vietnam War and such things back in the day..obviously anyone on that list is worth talking to for hours!
Well that is about it for now, I leave the farm Tuesday morning and take the ferry back to Baltimore where I catch a bus to Cork via Skib. I figure I deserve another day as a tourist after the farm so maybe I'll catch a bus out to the Blarney Castle where the stone is and give it a kiss, or just stay in town and catch a session. But after a night or two in Cork I am heading to Galway for a night and then the Aran Island where an old roomie is WWOOFing as well but on a vegetable farm. It will be kind of nice to see a friend after nearly three weeks at that time but I have really enjoyed traveling solo so far. More later...hopefully after I find some warm water!