It is lovely to see the ponies back at the castle. I remember Chirk castle as a stud farm. I can still picture Charradick, the bay welsh cob stallion, who stood tall and proud with a huge crest to his neck.
At one point all the sheep went really mad baa`ing and running towards the corner of the field. We firstly though something had frightened them. After a while a landrover came into view. The sheep some how had sensed the landrover was on its way. It made its way across the field with the flock of sheep running as fast as they could behind it. The sheep gave us a giggle as we watched them hundreds of them chasing the landrover which was full of food and hay for them.
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