Hello! Thank you for all your lovely messages yesterday and today, I'm feeling so much better today, much more bright eyed and bushy tailed, thank you! I wasn't quite up to telling you about our weekend, yesterday, so today I thought I'd show you what we got up to.
We went to a country fair on Saturday. It ended up being a drive of about an hour to get to Dalkeith, in Scotland, where the fair was being held. And it turned out to be a small affair, much too small to be driving all that way to reach it. But we made the most of our time there, or rather, I made the most of the photographic opportunities available. While Hugo and the dogs followed me around, bored as bored can be, poor things.
There's often a tent at these fairs, called the 'industrial tent'. Inside will be displays of competition entries, like baking, jam making, knitting, sewing, floral arrangements, children's art, even photography. I always love the miniature garden section, which they didn't have in this fair's industrial tent.
In this industrial tent, there was a section for kids entries, and the brief was obviously to make an animal out of household things like plastic milk containers, toilet rolls, egg cartons or what-not. This pig had not won first prize, which was a shame, I thought he was the best. I often disagree with the choice of winner of these competitions!
Sometimes I fancy stringing together a load of sweets to make myself a necklace, just like in the photo above. Do you want to see a bigger picture of the knitted scene above? Yes? Okey-dokey..................
Isn't it wonderful?! It was worth going to that fair just to see this! I love the wonky scale of everything. How the houses are so tiny next to the figure and animals. It's absolutely charming, don't you think? This piece got a splendid prize, a very fancy silver cup.
What do you think of the quirky little scene above?!
I tend to wander past the sections with the cakes without paying much attention. The judges have always tasted them, and left them looking massacred and a bit miserable. And besides, who's interested in looking at slices of cakes you can't eat? One year, at some other show, Hugo and I studied all the cakes in detail, looking at colour, texture, and presentation. But that's as far as we got, because of course the public aren't allowed to sample them, just look. It's the same with jam.
Then there's sometimes a 'light lunch' section,(!), and you feel like you're looking at the left-overs of someone's salad sandwich or whatever. All quite entertaining in a bizarre kind of way.
As we left the fair, there was a group of girls performing a display of baton twirling. Well, actually, it looked like a display of baton dropping. Those slippery batons, they just could not keep hold of them. And it looked like the leader was doing a routine which she hadn't taught her team. What with all the confusion of noone knowing what they were doing, and their batons flying all over the place, it was absolutely fantastic entertainment. Of course everyone applauded them.
I really want to show you the fabulous open garden we went to on Sunday, but I think that will have to wait till tomorrow now.
So, my dear readers, I hope you're all well? See you tomorrow! Love Vanessa xxx