Follow the All Holland Show live. All activities in the ring can be followed via livestream. Today (June 30) the progeny groepsgesprek start at 10.30 (Amsterdam time zone). Tomorrow (July 1) the individual judging starts at 9.00.   Watch the livestream here.
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On Friday 30 June, no fewer than 14 daughter groups and two theme groups will enter the show ring at the 2017 edition of the NRM dairy show. The groups have been entered by six different breeding organisation or importers. Plenty to see in daughter groups Fourteen daughter groups have been entered for showing at the NRM 2017: seven heifer groups and seven groups comprising second-calf or older animals. The cattle represent three extremely interesting red-and-white groups and 11 black-and-white groups of the same high calibre, including progeny of some of the most widely used bulls in recent years. This
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His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. “What’s happened to me? ” he thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls. A collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table – Samsa was a travelling salesman – and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed in a nice, gilded frame. It showed a lady fitted out with a fur
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One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. “What’s happened to me? ” he thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper
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One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. “What’s happened to me? ” he thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper
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