Was really good this year, I went with my mum after work, so got there pretty late in the day. The stalls were open just long enough for me to buy a burgundy stockmans coat (very handy for swishing around soggy vineyards I suspect), look at lots of pointless but entertaining crafts and enter a competition to try and win a diamond ring. At this point everything but the food and drink tent and the main show ring shut so we bought beer (Branscombe and Otter) and duck burgers and after communing with some alpacas (animal of the moment in Devon) we settled down to watch a really good show jumping competition. All very gentle andjust what we needed!
I haven’t done a whole lot else apart from work for the last couple of weeks. I did go to Liz’s leaving BBQ on Saturday night, which was fun. Bizarrely PGP Alisdair was there, at my friends houe in Crockernwell. Serendipity! His parents live there and he was down for the weekend. Very odd a I met him in Edinburgh and he lives in London, Crockernwell maybe a contestant for smallest village in the world (this may be a slight exaggeration) so I was quite surprised! Weplayed killer rounders in waist high grass with surprise cowpats, ate lots of food, then had a bonfire, all before the rain descended so we did pretty well! I may have taken the rounders a touch too seriously as I still ache two days later!
It’s now bank holiday Monday, which does nothing for me except make the d a little less interesting as it’s my day off anyway and just means the shops and banks are shut. Boooo! I’ll g and ride Scampi and stop whineing though!
