What is New Zealand most famous for? Rugby? Wine? The Maori? The country’s stunning natural beauty? Or its sheep? One thing I have quickly got used to in opening conversations with locals is them proudly quoting how many sheep live in New Zealand. Already, in the space of a week or so, I have been told that between 30 and 100 million white fluffy things call New Zealand home. As it is lambing season, this number will no doubt be factored up further in coming conversations about all things sheep. Perhaps because of this I found myself strangely drawn to a sheep shearing show at a local farm on the Kaikoura peninsula, fortunate to still be alive after Welsh Jennifer almost piloted us into a local roadside shop as she fast forwarded past a Neil Diamond track she didn’t like on hers and Rebecca’s Sunny Nissan hire car. Yes, almost killed because of Neil Diamond on the way to a sheep shearing show! Truthfully though, I greatly enjoy the family farm experience: I get to hold a one-day old lamb and feel the delicate little creature’s heart violently pounding through its rib cage, while his mum stamps the grass nearby in anger. And then I get to see Ramman the Ram have his impressive winter coat reduced to a large pile of wool on the wooden stage by one of the district’s finest sheep shearers. It is fair to say the lad looked five years younger after his full body cut. Sheep shearing shows having been added to my list of life’s experiences, I am not sure what should be next. I guess it is finally time for some rugby and we will see where it goes from there.