Once the sheep were in the pens, the auctioneer Tim Brassington led the sale with a very distinctive auctioning style. It was very hard for me to follow, and I couldn’t see any signals that the buyers (there were three or four, I think) were giving to indicate they wanted to increase their bid, which were in pounds per kilo. Everything worked like a well oiled machine, and each lot was sold quickly, with Tim walking on scaffold planks above the pens. A lady followed and marked each sheep as it was sold with a mark to identify who had bought it.
Throughout my visit to Stanfords several people made wisecracks about the windshield on my microphone, one of which you can hear here.