The Great Harwood Spring Show
Our village had it’s Spring Show last weekend. It was pretty magic, having all the things a good agricultural show needs. Jousting, sheepdog trials, horse showing, pens and pens of sheep and cows, fairground rides, food from dubious foodtrucks, classic cars, the whole kit and kaboodle.
Albie held an owl, and they both seemed delighted. If he could have taken him home, he would have I am sure.
It was properly baltic in the morning, so Fred observed from my back, wriggling with excitement at the sight of a sheep. He is a boy of few words is our Fred. But one of them is ‘baaaa’
Rides for Albie and craft beer for us keep us all on a decidedly good foot until, blissfully, the sun pushed it’s way through.
And my favourite event? The hen egg competition. Fiercely fought. Just look at them eggs!