Thursday, 1 September 2011
This morning I wandered down for breakfast and the whole experience was truly top end. There was a good range of options but as an Irishman I couldn’t resist the Irish breakfast. On my plate were sausages from Jerry Flaherty’s butcher’s I’d seen made the day before as well as Black pudding from Annascaul and of course, Chicken George’s eggs. Everything was perfect and I polished it all off. I started to realise I would have to work off this trip when I got back to London!
Our next stop was “Chicken George’s place”, the local free range egg guy who showed us the sorting process and the machine tasked with the delicate process of sorting the eggs by category. Such a gentle machine I don’t think I’ve seen before. George showed us the hen house and the gentle process that encourages the hens to lay indoors in the central shaft so that the eggs all come out on a conveyor belt and completely clean. When they are not laying the hens have the free run of the field outside. I had never seen a hen farm before so it was interesting to see the whole process for real. Their “hen dog” (as opposed to the traditional sheep dog) stood at the open door to make sure none of the hens came out other than the way they were meant to!